So here I am, half convinced that I'll never find someone I truely love for the rest of my life. I know, you probably will say 'gosh, you're 20, chill the fuck out'. I would say the same as well, but knowing myself, I think there's chances I am. I don't know if I am capable of loving someone anymore. Almost everyone has a pretty love story to go with, but I don't. The guy who sweep off your feet and let you go crazy. I don't have that. I think if I have a choice, I will not lost my virginity few
The Lost Years
Sandy Beach, August 2009
“This is it, eh? The finale. The end.” She said while resting her head on his left shoulder, his left hand pulled her closer to his side by her waist, craving her warmth. “ Yea. The beginning of something new. Something big, perhaps?” He looked down to the beauty that rest on his left side, her black hair was blown by the cold breeze of the night; her icy blue eyes stared into the infinity side of the
I saw this article about a guy coming out to his family in China, her mum said that to him, "when you grow older, who's gonna take care of you? You don't have a wive and you don't have a kid. Who's gonna care for you?" Honestly, it got me thinking. I have to admit, I am a very insecure guy. I don't feel safe when I am alone. Is like there is a black hole inside of me assuming my positive energy. I can't imagine a life without anyone significant in my life. It will be lonely and I am very
"Mummy loves you" Mum hugged me tightly. I can feel her warm, her heartbeat, her soul. I hold on to her more tightly, pushing myself more to her, grab her tightly around her back, afraid at some point, I'll lose her. "Mummy, don't ever leave again, okay?" I whispered to her ears, dug my face into her shoulder and blush. "Mummy didn't leave. You know that. Mummy is always there for you." She gently patted my back. I love this feeling of love. I feel cherished, care and
Just got back from a day trip to Singapore.
I was staying in my cousin's aunt house. She is a very friendly lovely lady with a huge smile. So I was sleeping in her room with my cousin and her son walks in and together they had a fun chat, teasing each other and had a great laugh.
I was jealous. The feeling of being in home. Is been 3 fucking years. I never get used to it.
I miss the late night talks with her, I'll just lying down my bed and she'll sit in my