` there can be miracles, when you believe..Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill..who knows what miracles you can achieve..when you believe somehow you will, you will when you believe.. ;

d r e a m s

At 9:34 AM on Monday, November 07, 2005

It seems I keep dreaming of Mr Right. This time maybe I know who he is. The feeling’s so great, but only in my dreams, AGAIN. He belongs to my friend. It’s weird why he came into my dreams. Anyway, though it feels sweet but sickening. I shan’t think about it.

By,
CarysMummy