of justin bartha

and then ive realized, my kinda guy is not six pack hyper masculine...



Justin Bartha, if you happened to read my blog, email me pls?

hell is hot wherever you'd be.

its been a while i didnt write anything here. ive been doing absolutely nothing to search for the sanguine that seems unable to appear despite my soul and body long for. a bit dramatic for a start, right?

no, I kid. not really doing nothing. ive been studying for my second journey to search for the never ending commodity knowledge. if you've been wondering how study have been, its equally lonely journey just like how my life have always been. 

i've met my friend two days ago. well, i was in town and she was just there. we decided to meet for a while and exchange some thoughts on mid 20s life.

she told me Im no longer a virgin.

and I slowly whisper Im gay, who do you think will go to hell first?

we continue talking about the never ending life.