even though i loathed the sight of him walking out of the doorway into the night, i knew it was impossible not to love him. how can i hate the very thing that breathes life into me?
the shakes.
after a gruelling day of work and falling asleep in the toilet, i met desmond.
its been almost 2 weeks since we last saw each other.
before that i was at a traffic junction. waiting for the light to turn. when it did, i felt a body pushed against me suddenly. A
worst off, in his frenzy to meet his friends to pua CS, he knocked over a blind man who fell against me. the poor man was grasping for balance. before i could react, the ah beng disappeared.
i could have bit that bleached hair head off.
anyway, i walked the blind guy to the bus stop. apparently, his a foot relaxologist. ah ha. another outlet of release.
met desmond whom i almost forgot how he looked like.
watched four brothers. again. that show is simply amazing ok. hurry go watch it if u haven't. fucking action packed.
my sacrifice.
yes desmond wants to hang dices at his rear view mirror. i detest swinging thingys. but if it tickles his fancy and makes him happy, so be it. yes i paid for the dice. and you know what?
the packaging for it costs more then the dice itself.
china black tml! woots.
