Turn around Bright Eyes

every now and then i fall apart

november 13 - the ham of the baskervilles is frighteningly genius

i am suddenly utterly conscious of the way i speak ingrish with people who speaks english well. do they even understand what i am getting at? am i constantly embarrassing myself without being aware of it?

hence, no friday confession today because i am also utterly conscious of the way i write my engrish. maybe it is all wrong! wrong! wrong!

however, i would just like to say today:
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my love for this being knows no bounds.