Nineteen.

I think i've experienced enough drama to last me a lifetime.

I've missed this space alot but i can't seem to pen down my thoughts with coherence. It's like as though those ideas are too jumbled up and are better off kept within.

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck this shit i need to start writing as a way to recharge my brain cells. I think love happens when it wants to. We shouldnt force it at all.

And we shouldnt expect anything cos expectations will lead to disappointment and despair. We should NOT expect anything and just go with the flow. It worked, and i bear testimony to that.

I love guys who nourish me with intellectual humour and wit. I LOVE guys who are maturd and wise. I need them to lead me the way. Those around the range of 19-24 are turnoffs. They are so young and probably schooling = no income and stability. Boooo.

I want my guy to drive. Hehehehe sexy much. And probably have some carfun after that HAHAHA kidding.

I've had enough of trying. Now, i just wanna live.