reminds me of, yaah, buffalos, pigs, blah blah.
yes, fat peoples. egh. i hate fat peoples.
i mean what the hell they have on their mind, looking that godforsaken ? it's silly, having their grease sagged up and down like a heaps of bacon. oh please, it's foul, pork. not indending to mock, but it's really really fucking disgusting. ah, someone lend me some vomit bags, it's nauseating. it's not because of fate, it's their own fault, having their deeds like caracaos.
ah, not important. that's not what i want to say at this post.
just then he texted me (oh shit shit shitttt!). errr, that's sort of exaggerating. but i'm fucking contented. ah yah, i haven't tell anything about him.
errr, i'll start with his outward appearance.
he uses glasses, braces and his bangs are aside (ah, he's not a geek. not a geek). he loves tawdry shirts and sneakers, he plays basketball. he's short (not really...sorta, kinda short..) and he had slant-eyes (once he joked saying that he's a hobo, shit, i really laugh like a drain that time).
okay, okay, enough.
overall, he's cute. like a kitty. really.
we had a moment on 25th december (i love that xmas!). we went for a movie together on 2nd january (chipmunks, eh? hahaha). but we're totally not in a relationship. normal friends (ah, not totally a fellow, just... special).
now, our connection are wide apart. errr, i'm just gic=ving him a space, maybe.
but yes, i do, love him so badly. i love him. i miss him.
however, this time, this hour, this minute, this second,
i'm living in hope of his felicity.
i love you !
