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a rustic analysis*
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jakun & boon cit - a love story. not.*
jingling nona*
many happy returns of the day, u sexy u*
love misunderstood*
no willy*
perfect man*
save me from this misery*
tan ah yam, i'm sorry*

an interview with joe blogs*
woo! a review!*

halong bay - you jump, i save you*
hanoi on my mind*
hanoi - in search of the pain-in-the-arse ice cream and other stories in between*
sungai petani, my hometown* [pt 1]
leave my country* [pt 1]
leave my country* [pt 2]
ozcapade* [pt 1]
ozcapade* [pt 2]
ozcapade* [pt 3a]
ozcapade* [pt 3b]
moomoo vista* [pt 1]
moomoo vista* [pt 2]
moomoo vista* [pt 3]
ah moy in paris* [pt 1]

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love letters* 

Okay, it is now 4.11am in the morning and I can't sleep. Even after an hour of chatting with Apoo, my lids are as light as feathers. So I decided to check my spam mails, while waiting for him to type his replies at the speed of 1 word per minute. Heh.

Then I found these 3 so-called love letters from one fella by the name of James, amid hundreds of other offers to increase my penis size. I seriously didn't know I have one to start with, what more of its miniscule size. Hmm.

Speaking of which, this reminds me of the lyrics for the song 'Vicki Waiting' by Prince...

I tell her the joke about the woman who asked her lover - "Why is your organ so small?" He replied, "I didn't know I was playin' in a cathedral." Vicki didn't laugh at all.

Heh. Did I tell you that man is just BRILLIANT, besides being the sexiest, sexiest, SEXIEST man alive! Yum. Anyway, I digressed.

Letter 1:

Good day, my dear friend. We've got only one life to live and I want to live it as good as I can. I've found you and now I can't imagine how I lived without you for my entirelife?! I want to get used to you, I want to learn you, I want to accept you as you are. I try to imagine you and in my own imagination I am already getting used to you: I am used to your eyes, soft and wise, to your hands, to your gentle touch: I haven't seen you in real life, but inside, in my soul, I already feel how warm and happy your heart can be just from love. I realize that there can be another sitting by your side, touching your hair, watching you, hugging you: However I know that, you can't imagine my confidence, but I know that we can match. I don't think that our silence will help us, so I am here, at http://healthelovesite.com/wearelove, and I hope that you will touch my heart with your letter soon, my dear. Waiting for your reply.


Letter 2:

Hello, gentleman. I'm sure you are interested in my preferences in life. I love the sun and the sea and all water sports, especially free diving, swimming and waterskiing and I try this kind of sport just once a year when I go on seaside.I enjoy going out with friends, to a cafe or to a club to listen to good music. You can see that I enjoy enjoying life, may be you want to enjoy it with me?You know sometimes I dream about romantic evening with my beloved at home having a glass of good wine by the fireplace. I like the movies, especially the films that show real life stories. I like to read good books of any subject. I know that you think it would be great to share everything of this with me.I know that you also want to contact me just like I did, so I am waiting impatiently at http://joindestinies.net/kissme to read your emotions: Looking forward to get a letter from you.


Letter 3:
I saved the best for last...

Womens always laughed at me and even guys did in the public toilets! Well, now I giggled at them, because I took MegaDik. For 5-6 months and now my dick is much bigger than "average" size.

Honestly, what use is there to have an above average dick and still end up giggling. I'd say laugh your gut out loud! Or to quote Russell Peters - BE A MAN!

I need some sleep now...

September 12, 2007 // anjali* pranced on tip-toes all over the keyboard at 4:20 am