i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

fuckstration.
one feeling.12 hours of it.

as usual.work is/was driving me nuts.i was really happy to see *my cheena,really happy.but the turn of events was just wah.cannot make it.my patience is limited when it comes to teaching people during busy hours.and abel had to put in the new guy in the bar.today.which is still a saturday cause i havent slept yet.anyway.he ah!alamak.he can do a gazillion times of the same drink but he'll still say he forgot what goes in it.grr!!!!

so i went outside and let *my cheena do the bar.and then i dont know what happened but then i was having a fit of anger+rage+jealousy+frustration+bah-ness all rolled into one.so i kept quiet.i didnt know what was happening what.so ya.but i hated each time ____ made *you smile.i hated it each time ____ made *you laugh.i hated it.i just did.the hatred was too much and it seeped into my body like like poison and i couldnt take it.even a breather didnt help much.to add to that so many people from *your past had to come down.on the same day.they just HAD to.i wanted to bundle them up and kick them into the sea.i know *you were concerned.i know it was stoopid and dumb and petty of me to feel that way.but i did.and i didnt like it.one bit.it's not your fault.i felt a pinch of what *you've felt before,baby.anyway this is the reason why being jealous is not my forte.cause i end up hurting people.and i dont like hurting people.especially *you.but *you were patient enough.and i love you.being patient with me is GOD DAMNED admirable.i think you're GOD SENT.haha!okay anyway.im sorry sweetheart.i really am.that thing we call the workplace is making us pfft-ed.

but we cleared it up and the night went well.baby,you're my all.you accepted the very in-your-face fact that i was a flirt.and yet you loved me with all you've got and even a little bit more.you dont know how much gratitude i have for that.and you dont know how much i dont want to lose you.and im going to say this again.you dont know how much i love you.only you.you're not one of my flings nor one-night only.ive put all that behind me.you,my love,is my present and future.that's all that matters.

and baby.a toupee is not a topi.a topi is malay for a hat or a cap.a toupee,my sugar coated,is a wig to cover halfbalding people.remeber that okay?you funny little bunny.haha!

you and me.