what is love?
whats the difference btw love & lust?
am i drowning in it again?
it comes at the "best" times

i fcuking hate it, but i like how its really really different this time.
this time round it was more of the deny-to-myself kinda thing.i dont do the --omg!omg! its him!- but more of the "oh okay thats him." and some funny feeling drops by when he talks to me with full enthusiasm.You know when he talks to me,its like a spell.Id find myself looking deep into his eyes.His talks are never empty,its always hmmm how shall i put it postive? moralised? makes me look up to him.hes always telling me stuffs and in the end its all about --wow why didnt i think about that? or yeah he's right? he makes me feel good, its all about him...


im missing someone but i dont know who...or do i?









i just HAD to blog about this. i'll delete it when i wake up and find this entry GROSS like how all of you are feeling now. apologies for this gruesome entry.