These incessant ramblings of self-gratification by yours truly are meant to be purely sarcasm-laden hedonistic tongue-in-cheek depictions,caricatures and personal soulful thoughts(im dead serious here), and to those who are unwittingly offended or whose having-fun faces appear in my blog without your prior consent , well u guys can either pour out your heartfelt grievances at the abovementioned email address (not that i would really care unless u add me on MSN and then we can start having sadomasochism techniques discussions) or you can be better off whining and complaining to ur mamas ;cause i obviously wont give a shit about your bitching; OR to your so called "Friends In The Neighbourhood"
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[x] Aliah has a gayboy fetish & i swear its true
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Cewek-Cewek Indon yg ingin dan berminat banget untuk ngobrol dengan kami yang dari Singapur juga dipersilakan antar emel ya.. waduh !
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Prelude to Valentine's (imagined)
Aiyo... Back to writing stupid depressing poems . shit i cant seem to write happy ones. just wanted to share my situational imagined orgasms.. hope you don't mind alright..
Beside this multi-function phone,
You lie in motion on the floor
And weep.
Our hopes have disappeared,
But still you smile, and then you fake a grin
For me.
Forget those candlelight dates,
They're just a memory,
Of a painful escape
From you.
We've lost this opportunity,
The dove's gone, and its flown away
Just like
The truth.
If only you could see, what i just found in your dreams?
If only we could share, that still-framed moment again.
If only we could understand, what hearts mean to say.
