THEY who understate all their sex.

THEY who understate all their sex.


this is a classic case of reminiscence in the midst of pure boredom: me sitting in front of pom slides, with a jack plugged into foxy cleopatra and my ear, sucking at hershey's, occasionally looking up, but basically only thinking about the brief grumble talk niss, nur and i had yesterday while being all curled up in the could-be-so-much-cosier couches at the library.

nur and i admire niss oh-so-uber much cause basically, she had more than one sexy guy in her class! as for us, i can safely say THERE ARE NONE. period. and if you know me well, you wouldnt be doubting my statement now, for if there is even a slight hotness in sight, do you think renown boy-craze tyng would sit around, not gushing and be all gloomy, complaining? thats why.




okay, so that totally led me to ponder about what exactly is SEXY or HOT. i wouldnt give a damn about criteria for the girls, cause i am definitely not les nor bi. and well, I LOVE BOYS. so bad. (: anyways, i think i have to agree that UNDERSTATED SEXY IS THE KILLER OF ALL HOTNESS.

you know those guys who arent flashy about themselves? those who dont make it a point to grind all females in the dance floor? those who have the whole seth cohan/teddy geiger thing going on for them? those who are able to sit down, read a book, be all pensive, write poems, compose songs, complete their manuscripts for that long-time-going-on novel? those who hide in their room to practise their guitar/violin/whatever musical instrument, INSTEAD of playing dota or puzzle bobble (or whatever the dicks are hooked on nowadays.)? those who are sensitive and emotional, but NOT emo or slasherflick or half-way kooked or openly desires to fit into his sister's skinnies?

i think there are tooo many kooked-up guys in the world right now that such lovely, lovely, UNDERSTATED SEXYs are either super rare or turned gay or dead or extinct or slaughtered or all bagged. and it's REAL disappointing cause i think, NO, I KNOW I WANT ONE FOR MYSELF AND ALL MY CLOSEST LOVELIES who had it bad with jerks.



where have all the goodies gone, you ask?

into the closets of selfish, kiasu women.

those darn women. hate them.






ta-ta.

xoxo.

love definitely hurts more than it cures.