She fell in love for the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado sweeping across the plains – flattening everything in its path, tossing things up in the air, ripping them to shreds, crushing them to bits. The tornado’s intensity doesn’t abate for a second as it blasts across the ocean, laying waste to Angkor Wat, incinerating an Indian jungle, tigers and everything, transforming itself into a Persian desert sandstorm, burying an exotic fortness city under a sea of sand.

In short, a love of truly monumental proportions.

p/s: This is the only tornado that I love. my favourite. (:

I send out three essential emails on thurs night.

where are all the replies?

now you know why i only have two piercings, and those are there since im 3yrs old. ear piercings, nothing else more. piercings spell sexiness in captial red bold letters. but it reallyreally hurts.  ):

Never really said too much
Afraid it wouldn’t be enough
Just try to keep my spirits up
When there’s no point in grieving
Doesn’t matter anyway
Words could never make me stay
Words will never take my place
When you know I’m leaving.

Today, I wore my red running shorts. (:

is

not

so

great.

My horrible lazy bones need to start cracking. awwwww.

Something seems to be going on,

I’ll pretend there isn’t anything at all.

Boshy went out to play with his best friend – Haru the yorkshire terrier (terror) and he is not home yet.

pfffttt.