Friday, September 11, 2009
Please do a brain surgery. PLEASE. @ 03:55
It's over than three-and-a-half, apparently, and I keep on asking to myself why I can't quit just to have my supper anyway. Why I can't stop seeing this gdit 2.2-inches-TFT-screen for hours; why I can't stop reading this
oh-so-exceptionally-pretty-smut-and-strong MxM sexuality-on-a-3-chaptered-yaoi-fanfic either to stop reading the XXX part repeatedly, pretending to be innocent, rather than mind my own food or whatsoever. I'm a freak, probably, yes..
But.. GAH. Why I keep on craving for it???!!
I want to stop, for heaven's sake, this is ramadhan! D':< but it's too awesome to let go. The
'main' part, especially. Temptating >,< I want to stop, trust me, but it won't be soon before long until I read another NC-21. I want to stop.. but it's TORAxSHOU.
TORAxSHOU!! I can't blame the author afterall for choosing my favorite pairing, ever T.T
I'll hug her instead *hugs Midori やました-
san due to her brilliant yaoi sense*
I know it's wrong, but why it feels so right.. >__>
Murder me, then.
*Smut: Sex scene
Labels: Spam, Yaoi
Friday, September 11, 2009
Please do a brain surgery. PLEASE. @ 03:55
It's over than three-and-a-half, apparently, and I keep on asking to myself why I can't quit just to have my supper anyway. Why I can't stop seeing this gdit 2.2-inches-TFT-screen for hours; why I can't stop reading this
oh-so-exceptionally-pretty-smut-and-strong MxM sexuality-on-a-3-chaptered-yaoi-fanfic either to stop reading the XXX part repeatedly, pretending to be innocent, rather than mind my own food or whatsoever. I'm a freak, probably, yes..
But.. GAH. Why I keep on craving for it???!!
I want to stop, for heaven's sake, this is ramadhan! D':< but it's too awesome to let go. The
'main' part, especially. Temptating >,< I want to stop, trust me, but it won't be soon before long until I read another NC-21. I want to stop.. but it's TORAxSHOU.
TORAxSHOU!! I can't blame the author afterall for choosing my favorite pairing, ever T.T
I'll hug her instead *hugs Midori やました-
san due to her brilliant yaoi sense*
I know it's wrong, but why it feels so right.. >__>
Murder me, then.
*Smut: Sex scene
Labels: Spam, Yaoi
i my me mine.
you think you know me yeah?
April 5th, 1992. ISTP. Engineering student, batch 2009.
Likes sweets, cats, good readings, interesting people, prominent basslines, Christopher Nolan, Martin Scorsese and Stanley Kubrick's movies. DC-type individual. Constantly rants, sulks and rambles about random things. A fan of Urasawa Naoki. Easily gets bored. A weirdo. Longs to reside in either Canada or Australia. Has an indescribable fondness towards... Byung-hee, Mon Jae Shin, do they hit the hint I'm referring to? I mean,
similarities between those two?
And music. I don't even know where to start. I don't want to be one of those bellends who's all like, "MAN MUSIC IS WHAT I LIVE FOR I'M GONNA DIE WITHOUT IT", but I come close. Suffice to say that music plays a large part in my life. My last.fm library pretty much caters my current listening habit (and, if any, rotation) - I'm basically a shameless sucker for instrumental, post/prog-rock, folk, ambient, experimental and avant-garde; anything that intrigues my musical deity.
Lastly, to name a trait, paradoxical describes me best.
