That other people have much more use for my tag-board than I have for myself? But it's okay. I am generous, like that.
When people tell me that they have issues with me, but I don't, for the life of me, have any issue with them? Because I don't harbour hard feelings.
When they're all out to break you, but you only sit on your chair and try not to fall off because you are laughing so hard?
Anyway, all that's been going on at the right side of your computer screen, I have so many things to reply to them. So many times I just want to retort. But I figure out, I don't really need to justify myself. My friends and those who are important to me know the real deal. So really, if this is what some people deem as 'diplomatic open discussions', let it be.
(If you're a passive reader here, I leave it to you to make your own judgment).
Don't blame me if it doesn't turn out the way you want it to be. Yes, I whine and I cry, but I also forgive easily.
Because honey, I have better things to do.
Like going for my manicure (although they'll just end up looking like a bapok's) and going for a massage (yes, I like the feeling of a woman's hands kneading my body).
Please watch Brokeback Mountain.
Two of my favourite boys got it going on with each other. I somehow find their kissing scenes erotic. I agree with Eli. They're very tastefully done. Although I can't help but laugh during the scene where they erm... Got all hot and frisky. Some zip-pulling and ripping of jeans and manly moans. You get the picture.
I want to catch it again. And this time, I want to lap up every single detail. Like the part where Jack said "it's nobody's business but ours".
Or perhaps The Constant Gardener.
I don't really care. I just like escapism.
the enigma was spotted at 18:23