good times


To the woman who grew with me, fight with me, get in trouble with me, be my alibi, my all time soulmate (halal version), the past 17 years have been nothing but good times – even when we’re slamming down phones and our house’s gate when we were angry, those late night bedtime call till one of us fall asleep that’d make lovers jealous of us compensate all those. Chehbah!

Happy Hatch Day me love! We’re nevvah old.

Now that I think about it….why did we even talk for 5 hours on the phone when we’ve chat as we slept on the corridor? Hmmmm. *strokes imaginary beard*

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