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dear mr & mrs bloggie…
Mother was once concerned when I brought back one guy after another to meet her, knowing deep down none were any the wiser.
It was alarming, so to speak. More for Mother than me because according to her calendar, I was not getting any younger and sod it, stock markets are not for the faint-hearted, if you catch what I’m saying.
I, on the other (itchy) hand, beg on my knees to differ. I decided that dating has turned from fun to….. more fun. So numb this heart has turned that skipping from one guy to another was without a doubt a better option, or should I say the only option?
And then enters the angel from above.
Toy, like any other, came into the picture exactly at the point of my life where boys equate to….. say-anything-more-and-I-would-be-shot-right-here-right-now. Safe to say, easy come easy go. (Those who get it come laugh it off with me.)
Irony became my friend when fate suddenly played its card and made me fall in love in Toy. And like any other fairytales, the rest goes without saying.
So here I am, typing this away. He who was once just that passerby in life who loved reading my blog now became the leading male in fasyalbaforever.blogspot.com. And why the sweet words? He is here now beside me witnessing my vigorous typing on the keyboard.
Don’t you just love sleepovers Toy? >.<
Ahhhh…. Love is, once again ladies and gentlemen, in the air.
cinta
fasyalba
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