sooo.... singapore, least emotional country in the world. (or even better, cause of the arab-israeli conflict(??))
i feel obliged to post an emo singaporean love poem (from sonnets from the singlish). those were the years, and she the girl we chased for沈佳宜 though these are marrying times, it seems as if I haven't had the honor yet to grace the wedding of a girl I used to chase. (or worse, succeeded in going out with.) (or fucked.) (or met her parents.) (more than once.) (or had her cheat on me.)(and take her back.) (then, clearly, marry someone else.) the fact is that I'd probably go, given the chance. /// ladies and gentlemen, the time has come to make a toast. I take an extra-deep long breath, and slowly, surely, let it go - to all the happiness her heart can hold. later, her husband asks, "who was that creep who simply just refused to stop the yaaaaaam?!"
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February 2024
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