Goodbye, Bloody.
TweetA few more days to go, and I would no longer see his smile, his eyes, his face and the violet Mitsubishi Adventure. The thought felt like something has just stabbed me, and I was reeling in pain. I was … Continue reading
TweetA few more days to go, and I would no longer see his smile, his eyes, his face and the violet Mitsubishi Adventure. The thought felt like something has just stabbed me, and I was reeling in pain. I was … Continue reading
Tweet All I heard was the sound of the car stereo playing “Victims of Love” with its ear-piercing chorus. There were so many songs available in the entire pop music history I wondered why the jocks couldn’t … Continue reading
Tweet I played this particular scene a hundred times over inside my head -that night when Bloody saw me with Puppy inside the mall. It was actually a deliberate move to be seen in a place we both frequent – … Continue reading