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Henna Rose Geronimo has a degree in Broadcast Communication. She loves to read and write.






the fairytale.
written on Wednesday, February 11, 2009 @ 4:07 PM ✈




I don't know why I don't ever learn.

My Romeo isn't ready to die for me.

My Prince Charming isn't interested to know who owns the half of my pair of glass shoes.

My Jack would just leave me dying with the sunken ship.

My Peter Pan is not with me forever.

HE, the one I love is just SOMEONE whom i'm stupidly in love with, with the dream that one day, HE'LL realize that there is a happily ever after found in me. :|

PS. 02.11.09 -- today would be the day i'll die. JS PROM in our school. :|

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