No one said anything much, but I could sense the unspoken grimness in the air. A punishment no doubt, of what they probably consider 'dumb, reckless, insensitive actions'. The hostility was stifling.

I'm sorry, but does anyone really put on my pair of pink mickeymouse shoes and at least try to understand where I'm coming from? Do you not think I could just as easily take advantage of his feelings and relish in the luxury one gets from a devoted lover, as well as doing the morally correct thing I've done and thus incurring his wrath and probable hatred?

How is it possible to reciprocate and produce feelings out of nowhere at will? If only I could I would. Maybe the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow I've seeked for far too long will finally be found.

I miss you Sis. Somewhat lost without you. And Michie too. ):


And to you,
It's 4 friends of yours on the list now.
Zhe yang gou le ma?
Lu udah seneng sekarang? Apa ini belom cukup?