Another Piece of Crap

checking at others' profiles in friendster is no longer entertaining.
especially when browsing through their photo gallery.

wandering around shopping malls isn't fun anymore.
unless i blindfold myself.

still don't get what i mean?

doesn't matter.

just don't come to me and start bombarding me with cascade of stories about your gf/bf.

go to someone who's blissfully attached.
obviously not me.

before you jump into any conclusions...
NO. i don't miss him.
i just miss having a boyfriend.
but i have not come to the stage of being S.A.D (single and desperate).
haha.

guys are still assholes and buaya darat anyway.