reading those first few entries of this blog makes me cring. painfully.
as it is, most of the time i am falling out of love, falling into love, then out then in... sounds alot like puppy sex....

letting out everything over this virtual world. life's a feeling so damn good!

things i wrote about BW. I don't think he is ever reading this again. but i really miss those days and nights. the dances and wild drinking, the music and the headaches. the puking and dizzy disco ball. i miss talking to him like so much.

now that we are all older, is it possible to pick up that damn phone?
i miss our arguments, laughter, jokes and whatever that comes. i miss those times over the phone i had to play a clown, speaking in different accents, thai and my british posh nosh "absolutely brilliant!"... that was fun!

talking about the different bloddy guys i have met. the stupid things we did and would do. our secret ambitions and things we will not share with others. he feels like a childhood friend i would have if i rewind time back to when i was 5. we will really do stupid things then for real. even at 24 it is really stupid yet fun and these are the memories.

god, i really miss BW.