I'm finally back in Singapore! Brought back loads of food and goodies (mostly presents)! I even went for my virgin body massage and got touched all over by an auntie who commented on my body.
This ain't a million dollar question, but it's something that has been bugging me for a while. Just because I'm a guy doesn't mean that I'm deprived of the rights to dream about love.
It's not just about sex for the guy, you know.
As a human, we are all lonely. And the promise of true love is a very enticing deal.
Something which I don't really seem to believe in anymore.
I try to harden my heart each and everyday. I feel emo after I watch anything that has romance in it because my mind mocks at the characters but my heart envies. I am in conflict and I seek other ways to distract myself from it.
True love. Does it really exist or is it just some overrated poppycock?
Welcome to ma crib
Ten bucks per kiss
I wonder if I can fit inside.
金枕头2
Up Up and AWAY!
What goes up must come down. Eventually.
Your left! Your left! Your left right!
Food glorious food.