I found my Brokeback a while ago. It is not far from here but it was worth the travel. As the saying goes, it is not the destination that matters, it is the journey.
It is going to be a long one, and I will be enjoying every bit of it. Come to the extreme, bareback is great. Especially with that the world is now suffering for the not so best things. It is like playing on a broken record and playing over and over again. It is easy to give up something that you love; so much that you will be listening over and over again, the sweet sound of Brokeback Mountain.
The petals of a broken vase, my heart have been shattered by it. The lies and the fake smiles that you have when you are beside my bed. Before time, when it was in IRC, when it was the in thing back then, before all that MSN messenger crap, before Axcest.com and Fridae.com inflitrated the online cruising scene.
I could not recall the fun that we had, this is because the only memorable moment was when we were into climax.
For every other thing, there is AirAsia.