If ur not in to reading loveey love love stuff
Go away
Im about to tell a story of how Gamila is to me
Why? 1st of all because im sure noone would read this
2nd because i want to. Because i miss her.
Gamila is very interesting. U dont have to be a longtime shrink to know that
I’ve seen her pictures as an infant
Her gestures never changed.
It never changed since she was like 5 till today.
When she’s mad, she’s upset, she’s sad, happy, when she’s infront of the camera
To me that is very interseting. After all the glomy scenes in her life. She manages to keep one of her precious treasure.
Her purity. Her self
If you were me you’d agree that you’d never let her go
People would laugh at me
They’d never believe me if i say she’s the one
I wanna be with her all the time
I wanna close and open up my eyes with her
I want her to be tha last thing i see every night and the 1st thing i see or feel every morning
She can make me feel so secure
so safe
she has this way of treating me that makes me think that is exactly the kind of treatment i want for my child
For me she’s perfect
She’s warm, sexy (VERRRRRRYYY sexy) smart, talented, amazing voice, loveable, loves to love, passionate, caring, daring, beautiful if not stunningly gorgeous, tender and everynice thing you can ever think of
Gosh, am i being real with this
i think i am
im not making this up…
i love her for the quality she posses
both physically and mentally
i love her inner and outter beauty
i love the way she smells
i lvoe the way she giggles and laugh
i love the way she talks
i love the way she dresses
i love the way she takes care of me
i love the way she write SMSs for me
I love the way she sings
I love the way she says “Oh, baby…”
I love the way she looks when sleeping
I love the way she talks about things
i love the way she thinks
i love the way she eats with her small hands
i love the way she kiss
i love the way she hold my hand
i love the way she holds me down
i love the way she looks at me before we get freaky
i love the way she sings the way you look tonight
i love the way she’s so dependent on me
i love the way she makes her self feel good using me
i love the way she broadcast and sometimes its turning me on
Oh i really cant stop but i hafta…
im sorry hafta stop
i just gotta
stop now
November 2nd, 2007 at 12:21 pm
WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW how lucky she is dji’
August 3rd, 2008 at 1:06 am
very romantic, young one
lucky you!
August 4th, 2008 at 3:22 pm
Nemu aja lo postingan ini… Udah lama banget nih..
August 19th, 2009 at 11:04 pm
mas pandji waktu nulis ini lagi dimana ya???