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If I know what Love is. It is because of You!


Aloha.... welComE to my blog!

You can call me Joleen.

I am happily married and joyfully waiting for the arrival of my little baby Olinda.

I am happy as who I am, contented with what I have in Life. Life cannot be any better than this..

喜欢自由自在的生活。
开开心心过每一天。




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Action barbie
People who judge my life!



Memories




Great escapes




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Thursday, August 4, 2016


I smashed the phone


Today I finally smashed his phone...
I also reckon that everything is over and we can never get back to where we came from. 

No more sparks, no more passion.

He seem more and more like a stranger to me than what he should be.

Is it worth it because of a house?

So my last unsent message read...

"Actually does it occurs to you, so what if we get to stay in big house? At this rate we are rushing in and out to bring in bread and butter... Worth it?"

So today the hearts goes with the phone, cracked and not repairable...


Happy story continues... 12:55 AM