Tuesday, 21 April 2015

I am in deep shit

I think I am in love...

Deep shit huh?

Sunday, 5 April 2015


So should I come back for good?

Let's take time to decide.

Shall we?

Thursday, 22 January 2015

Glass almost empty

Here is the thing, I need to write. I need to write more than I fuck. Not that I am fucking a lot but you see I need to write.

I need to write the way I used to write. So whenever you read it, you can feel my words lingering inside your cute panties.

If you are wearing any.

Are you now?

Saturday, 10 January 2015

Wrong question

So a friend asked me:

"How do I know if a girl is beautiful?".

Now this is a hard question but failing to answer this will cause disappointment to my friend.

Jadi aku jawab dengan mudah:

"Simple, just ask her 'Is it okay for you to let me experience your inner beauty?".

If you know what I mean.

Dead end

It was a gloomy evening, 6 years ago before everything ended a few weeks after. She was fighting for her life and I was with her trying to take her mind away from her fear. I was reading Kafka's short stories while she was lying down on her bed.

Tiba-tiba suaranya menyapa aku:

"Baby, why do you love reading Kafka so much?".

Franz Kafka, my favourite reality of all times. Bila aku rasa dunia ni mula jadi mengelirukan and of course unreal, I turn to books. When I feel stupid, I turn to books. But when you make me feel stupid, I'll make you feel more stupid. But that's another story.

Jawapan spontan yang keluar dari mulut aku:

"Because I have the most beautiful things in life now and it feels too good to be true, I need to get in touch with reality".

Dia tanya lagi:

"But I thought I was your reality", sambil mengalirkan airmata.

She was so emotional during her last days with me. Maybe she knew what was coming. Maybe she knew that the chemo isn't working. 

I held her hand and kissed her forehead... Sambil berkata dalam hati.

"We both know that we are each others' reality and we both know that it wont last".