having fun

i'll talk about it tomorrow

after a dinner, perhaps?

they must be on set 

going to a premiere together

I think they could be the best of friends.

skinny love, please be mine?

I just want someone to care for me.
It'd be exciting, I suppose.
Stupid teenage feelings.

a sappy secret

I want love.
It's a beautiful thing, and I can tell just from ordinary pictures. What a beaut.
It's magic, I tell you.
No, wait, it's not.
It's something a little more than magic.
Perhaps it is a form of magic itself?

Isn't it beautiful though?
That silly little thing we call love.
Sure is to me.
I'm secretly a hopeless romantic deep deep deep down inside me.

I want someone to text me good morning, to stay up late with me, take funny pictures with me, and just someone who would listen to me.

Fuck it.
Love.

All was well.

But of course, I shall put the links discreetly in some websites. Discreet.
Shhh!

Greetings.

This shall be my new blog again. And my new blog only.
No one shall know of this.
My little secret.