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its broken.

Its broken. okey2, not my heart. my lock!
seriously, tak tahu la mcm mana me, myself y' 'lemah lembut' ni boleh patah kan handle pintu sndiri. Oh my gosh alisa, ganas nyerr u??
p/s: i broke it and my friend make it worst, but dont worry dear friend sbb i don't blame you. bnda da rosak kn. mmg na kena repair pn.


nota kaki: studying etnik. so please, HELP.!

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