The other day I saw my boy Cat’s loopt and there was a picture that looked a little pornographic to me so I asked him wtf it was and he replied: “Peanut butter toast with condensed milk, tofu fa with brown sugar, and papaya with ice cream,” to which I replied, “WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT PLACE AND WHEN ARE WE GOING?”
So now me and the folks have a dessert date for Kowloon Tong and I cannot wait!
Don't tell me not to feel lonely. You don't know what lonely is. I've spent many moons dancing by myself, and solo sunsets staring into my own eyes. Yet, I'm still here scratching and clawing and flou
Love is never enough. Remember when they lied and told us it was? They even made songs about it. But what if we do have more than love? What if we have sweet and sour watermelon kisses in the grass un
It's my Friday morning ritual. This routine is healthy. It's peaceful, it's comforting. I unroll my mat by the door, because it gets hot. But mostly, I don't trust people. I put my phone on DND, and p