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kebabish

happy days like today do not go by unnoticed, and unrecorded. hancock turned out better than expected because when two people who are made for each other get too close, their love becomes destructive and it kills them. the whole notion of distance and love needs to be deliberated in another setting when the mind's not clouded with shisha and sleep. singapore's skyline's prettier these days and walking along the bay with the esplanade in the background and the singapore river close at hand is completed with one thing - a camera in the hands of fat, but ironically, narcissistic cam whores.

and the need for reiteration - my morals are perfectly intact mind you. ha

yes my mind still drifted back to you oh so occasionally. and all i want is to hear from you soon. one word will suffice.

“kebabish”