Saturday, December 1

Darien.






24 November 2012, 1.40 a.m. Via Skype. -

I'm not a perfect guy. I feel insecure before I met you. But now, things are going to be different.
I love you because you made me perfect make me secure. I can feel the happiness when I'm with you.
I love about you because of you being you, not anyone else. Just you. And I will take care of you till my last breath. I will be there for you always to wipe your tears if you cry and smile if you happy.
I love you so much. Will you accept my love and soul? - Danish Yusoff.



Yes. Sure. You're mine. - Aerien Yahya.



You're my honey bunch, sugarplum pumpy-umpy-umpkin,
you're my sweetie pie.
You're my cuppycake, gumdrop snoogums-boogums,
You're the apple of my eye.

And I love you so and I want you to know that I'll always be right here.
And I love to sing sweet songs to you because you're so dear.

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