seacielo - Da Kine o’ Life

I’m pointing out Kieran as an example. I mean, I’ve forced myself to believe that he is a clean slate. Not clean clean, but at least he could’ve been honest with me.

Seriously, HALF TRUTH vesus a LIE, I think I want to take a lie with anything on it. Half truth is way worst. Come to think of it, I’ve asked Kieran if he has ever slept with a guy. I don’t know. It’s the weirdest thing. I don’t usually ask a boyfriend that. No girlfriend ask a boyfriend that, right? Actually, I’ve squeezed the truth out of him. Sadly, I only get half of it, like an almost whatever the hell guy-to-guy action is worth of.

Yeah I know, I sound like I have this hang up over Kie. Ha! Not in that way. I mean, I’ve been hurt good. I have snapped out of it. It’s just that I have absolutely open myself to him, but he never appreciate it. Oh well, I’m so over him. He just become a reminder of the crux of my stupid self. He’s that lesson learned.

Well, I’ve asked Brad somehow if he visit porn sites blah blah blah. It’s unbelievably clean answer for a guy. I mean, seriously? But then again, I’ve taken his word for it. Seriously? It sounds like I watch way too much porn than him. I’ve been trying to tell him, but he has this way of coursing off awkward conversation. I’ve never talked to such an honorable guy until now. I mean, seriously! (lol! overusing of seriously. who cares!)

Hehehehe… speaking of porn spree. I remember this one time, Donna and I watch that Paris Hilton sex tape over a slice of chocolate cake. Sweet and sex, quiet a combination. I’m not a fan of porn. But, amateur sex videos get me interested for awhile. It’s not that I want to turn myself on - ha! I can do that with my imagination - it’s just that, I want to see the love element of the whole process. I want to see passion in action, not that passion has no other manifestation. But somehow, passion always sits beside or jump into sex itself, or at least that’s what most people conceive of.

I get the feeling I’m off topic already. Why do I always end talking about sex? Lol! Nahh it’s all good. I mean, sex makes living exciting. Love holds everything in its place. I go with the latter than the earlier. Or, go with the latter and make my way to earlier. In case nobody notice, I have done crazy things for love and none for sex.

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