Bring the Brokeback Mount back

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 and 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.

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