sometimes, people ask. what is love?
to see an unperfect person perfectly?
to see each other and play around?
to show off to people that you got stead?
to call each other mushy words and come horny?

i guess obviously.. the first choice answers it all..

no one in this world is perfect. not even bill gates. or george bush. thats when love comes in. it allows you to have perfect feeling for someone unperfect. so what if your other half is not perfect. thats it? hai.

hell emo


hai. what a day.

no mood to eat.
no mood to watch tv.
no mood to do homework.
no mood to bloghop.
no mood to play game.
no mood to talk.
no mood to sms.
no mood to joke.
no mood to blog
bye