Ok look, it all started with being sueyy many many weeks ago.
Or probably, many many years ago.
It all started with this 7 year stalker, then lately this 'little' hunter. Yesterday an ang mo. Today some bastard sunny. Seriously, these 5 years from 21 onwards are the years of bad luck, melancholy and depression. If you believe in destiny or fortune telling for that matter, this is exactly the phase that I'm having an issue tiding out with. It's incredible but yupp, it's within my prophetic vibes, so it isn't that all unintelligible and shocking. Just that I have no idea when they'll all resolve totally. Talk about being prophetic.
Finally, this post today is dedicated to Spidy - your friendly neighbourhood Uncle Agony - who happens to like Garfield as much as I do. If only you stay just next door. You'll have the chance to drool over my xiaolongnu neighbour evvvvery day, I promise. And then my chocolate fondue treat. Minus away my romantic fantasy with uniformed pple ok???? I'm saying this, I hate the army uniform!!!!! %!$@$!#$"%!$@$!#$!!!*!*!@!!
Me: Multi-faceted under a layer of skin. Many modules take place beneath my brain shell. Think simple enough; you can understand most of me. Love creative analogies that make sense.
Loves: Shoes! Barefoot is fine too. Burberry, Marc Jacobs, Anna Sui