HOW MANY MONSTERS UNDER MY BED!

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Houston we got a problem
Ground control couldn't stop them
I wonder why, I wonder why
You never asked me to stay

adela
angeline
audrey
becca
cheryl
cheryl teo
ching
clarissa
esther
esti
jessicallama
joanne lim
john
jolenta
laura
lester
marianne
maxi
rachel
sammB
sandra
sarah
sarah cheong
sha
sharon
siying
sunneh
tsi yin

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maybe it never was anyone.
maybe it was just me.
that i've changed. from who i was when we first became friends.

haven't you changed as well?
change is the only constant, after all. can i use communication as an excuse.
we got so used to talking, we forgot to communicate.

im beginning to feel not so kindly towards change.

11:30:00 PM

GURGLE.SNORT.GRWAAAH