yesterday's longggggggg phonecall with babyboy was so fucking sweet! i couldn't help but smile to sleep even when i was fucking sleepy. i didn't even know who hung up first. but what i do remember is that we got to exchange our sweet goodbyes to each other. nyehahaa.

i was reading my facebook's horoscope yesterday and i guess it was true. (:

oh if you were wondering why i've moved on so fast.. well, i haven't. it's not the smartest thing to do, admitting it here, but it's the truth. and the reason why i'm moving on is not because i am forcing myself to do so, but because he walked into my life again. and if you don't want to do anything about me, (since 8 years, blablabla) then i guess there's no point of me waiting for you, anyway. but i read that text when you sent it in the morning. i was still awake and in the phonecall. and i may be young, but i definitely know how you felt. (:

babyboy made me realise yesterday that i've missed him a lot. i've missed talking to him when i was 11. i've missed waking up in the middle of the night to reply to his texts. (or, as we have discovered, may have been his cousin the whole time. hahahaa!) i've missed being in love with a complete stranger.

oh, the reason why i'm calling him "babyboy" is to conceal his identity, b.t.w.

ahahaha. there's no need to get jealous over that.

hahahahahahahahaahhahaahahhahaa. x)

okay, i gots to go get ready. my darling has been waiting for me since 10am. heh.