you're my whore

i considered you as my boy
this desire i cannot control
you make my mouth goes "wow"
yes, you are my precious whore.

so much we know about each other
something i can use to keep us together
needs two people to be called lover
the reason i kept you to be my forever

keep my eyes on you just like a crow
when someday i know i'll be throwed
so you wonder why i do this for?
because you're my precious whore.

i made this poem because i was in a huge fight with my boyf last nite. just so you know, a whore here is a metaphor, so don't think about anything sick, okay? :D

and today i went out with my mommy and daddy and my 3 nieces to G.I, and i wanna started capturing my everyday outfit.. pardon my fat body :p

esprit shirt, zara jeans, topshop shoes, mom's vintage bag

and i opened again my eyesores application on facebook. i used to dig this app. but now there's too many apps i'd lost my interest on eyesore. but now looking at it again, i still love the abstract characters and their funny notes. here's my fave eyesores :