damn it... tis is ur own matter... y shud i hv 2 go along wif ur planning??? i juz helping my fren 2 ask tis matter.... u juz pull me deeper n deeper....
keeping rubbing salt on my wound!!!
splashing oil on fire....
u never learn ur lesson.... how dare u.... i ord gv u my fren's num... but still order me 2 pass tis msg 2 my fren... u vry SMART lor... vry PRETTY...
juz msg her or call her is enough liao... tis is ur matter!!! my heart being stabbed by ur blade...
U R NOT THINKING MY FEELING...
u still said u got freedom 2 say anything.... u imbecile!!!
juz b grateful 4 wat i told u....
dnt insult me wif tat kind of altitude...
u ord crossed ur line..... think their feeling b4 u act...
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