"the first one is for you and the second one is for me" had lunch with my mums friends today, they were all asking me about why im still single. wtf do they mean with STILL. being 28 n not married here in motherland is like having cancer. incurable ones. after the lunch i went to muji to smell some japanese interior air, found this nice birch foodboard that reminded me of that time when I carved one for my ex kimchi. i wonder if he throw it in the fireplace yet. i was a romantic at that time. greek love letter on a wooden board is all i have to give, and blowjobs in the morning.
my korean B-boy asks me to call him and i strictly refuse to start a fire when i know ill get burned. so he called me from seoul yesterday. 80% of the conversation was me convincing him that he needs to take english class and other 20% was him telling me to improve my non-existent korean. yalle was sweet enough to tell me how to flirt in korean, the only problem is that most of the times the girl starts the sentence by moaning OPPA (big brother) and in my case Im noona (big sister)...yup i like them young. so we have decided that im officially a OSILF, not to be mixed with MILF. the best relationships are the ones when both are deaf.
nate calls me 5am and than text me n asks me if i mind dating a drunk. i dont mind drunks but i do mind dating one, or anybody for that matter. i cant believe how things has turned out for me and him. note im not writing "us".
im listening to love will tear us apart by nouvelle vague and it makes me wanna eat goat cheese with honey.
over n out
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