We were exceptionally different. Suddenly the day got better, nearing to the end. As we were walking, laughing our fucking ass off along orchard roads, emo shites talking in the bus to town which felt like forever and also some ramblings in the hairdresser's. Punching each other ala-ala muay tai in the train, oblivious to our surroundings with loud laughters that filled the last cabin. You never fail to make my day. It's like being with myself. You male replica of me you! With you, i'm never shy. I dress you up. You call me fat. You said i look like pompan sewel, with a Hair syndrome. I told you that you are exceptionally stubborn. And you look so handsome berger without wax afterwash. Pukimak, Bodoh, ey Butoh, Nabey Cibai, Kannnnnina, these words mean nothing between us. Thankful, God took something from me, in return for something much much BETTER. I know you'll be busy with work next week. And i will miss you.
I wonder why god didn't grant me a brother like you. Ok, I'm not suppose to question God.
I like my girlfriends but i think i LOVE my menfriends. They are more direct and care shiet about most things. The best thing is, you get to bully them - once you make them believe you are the weaker sex. Oh come on girls. You know you're guilty.
ok short breaths is knocking. i need my vicks. Anyways, good luck TPiranhas for tomorrow's friendly match. *Dumper, Dummie-half, Runner.*
posted by what i love about myself - total honesty at 11:22 PM