she capsized her cup of tea at crystal jade and i over turned water at coffee bean. our bird brained right hands just doesnt seem to function; left hander's cry. findin the perfect job is impossible. there's no perfect jobs in this universe. anyways. peishan is all about prada. pradaly pretty. miles of walkin made easy with my slippers. casually down this saturday. and who says im all about shoppin? red talks. and read milkx.
comfort over. like the colours i put on today. earth plus a shake of blue (not seen)... and im infrequently in slippers in town. my feet needs a breather.




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