psst… I’ll kidnap you.

Yea you. so when is the rite time? You know dat I cud give u all of me.

Hush~cinta kamu. Pls don’t tell anyone. Adore ya, like a trizillion times more than a monkey loves a banana. Love makin sessions with u is d bomb! I didn’t know dat we both cud produce sth that really matters. We touch, in and out, focus and take snaps and snaps and walla- perfect shots.

Tiring enuf, like no one else’s business. Simply my sweet escape from all the pressures all around. Now, u are kidnapped, safely kept in my room. Do u need to recharge?

Productive, aren’t u? Moments are saved in ur memory, need to save them before I carelessly delete them off. Images of laughter and joy crept into me slowly, as it flow into my head. And my heart beats faster, when u take me over, time and time again.

Darn it. Why am I typing Mariah’s Fantasy lyric? Randomly random ei?

PS: do u have any idea what am I actually referring to? ;)