I had told myself to save and buy my Guess? watch... bt no!!! i spent it on a pair of Levis
Love is rather fragile. I told myself tt being in love is like being a sucker for punishment. I remembered this monk saying abt love: Love is like a huge house with a big wall, those inside would want to come out, while those outside wants to get in. Those standing above the wall are true wise ppl.
hmmm~ profound huh? does tt mean tt all ppl shd be wise and join the nunery? Bt i always believe tt there's always The One out there for me to find. Those tt dun work out are juz failed matches. Love to me is like a restaurant. U look at the menu and choose the food u wan. U try on the dishes u ordered... and ultimately declare ur favourite. Love is juz like tt, find someone u like... try on a few, and ultimately the one u like is the main dish while others are like appetizers.... of coz... u might find enough space for appetizer after the main dish too! these are the fucking ppl who conduct adultery. A guy two timing is as good as dead. Losers!
Well.. of coz i hate smokers more. They are not even losers, they are juz zombies. asshole!
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