omg. i feel so fucking distracted. im suppose to be doing swen rite nw. bt noo... im wasting my time away. gosh. and.. i really juz did realised hw crazy i am abt hon. ok. nt in a psychotic way of cos. i mean.. i swear. nobody has ever made me feel wat im feeling. nope. nt even sean. and i swear. this feels GOOD! haha.. =)))

ok. anywaz. sent hon back to bedok den i took a bus home. and..... our conv on the 69 was strange.
here's the almost-exact re-enactment.
hon: oh. look.. matching tattoo! we shud gt 1 next time =)
me: *stares at him in shock* are u crazy? wat if we break up?
hon: next time as in when we're 70 yrs old and still together
me: *starts to imagine us old, wrinkly and dying* *burst out into laughter* ok. *laugh somemore*
hon: stop laughing..
me: *laughs somemore* i cant help it!! its so funny. 2 old wrinkly and saggy and dunno wat pple goes to the tattoo parlour. "Hey can u gt our matching tattoo done?" *laughs even more*

isnt my boy juz strange? he wants a matching tattoo done when we're 70. i think the needle will tear my old wrinkly/saggy skin. den i'll bleed to death fr thr. haa..

its ok if he's weird. i still love him.

i knw i gt a gd thing rite here
nobody gonna ever love me better
nobody's gonna take me higher
u knw hw to appreciate me
nobody ever make me feel this way
i muz stick with u
xoxo
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