have i told you how bad i am at this, at everything?
do you even un-stan-der them words of out mouth my?
i am quite bad at this but heh, didnt stop us. there's something about amusement parks and rides that amuse me (well, doh, that's what theyre supposed to do, eh?). it's the distant longingness of wanting to belong yet scared that when i go into it, the sacred state of it is lost. another place constantly visited in my childhood (the konon perfect one) that i never want to revisit. ever. yes, i am a very complicated and leceh person but still, you're here beside me.
i was prepared to walk away from you when you told me to, dammit. how i feel like pudding in your hands (i dont mean literally lah). it feels like i have all the power but i dont. it's an equal share between us and i like it this way.
no, you're the more narcissistic one between us, ha ha-how funny that turned out.
the calories we put on just eating together is utterly horrifying, though im pretty sure your stomach will still be flat. then comes the walking miles doing nothing but everything comical. someday i would like to get run down by a bicycle so that it can scrape half of my fats and i'll be thin once again, but that's besides the point.
'you must give him face, then he give you face, right onnot' says the uncle selling 9$ tie-dye skirts that has slits at the sides that made me change my mind to buy one.
oklah unceerr, i think abourrit and get back to you, hor. but that can wait.
i wonder now what will become of us when everything's over, and routines are broken. maybe that's why they call it the big unknown. erm... alrighty then.
the future's looking quite sun shine shiny no?
and for once, a medium length entry for you, and just you.
herein lies a moment.