Friday, 27 February 2015

Love you Jet Jet

You know I'm not really good with words, that includes birthday wishes. And that's mainly why I am writing this on my blog. I know you will read this, because I know you very well. Even sometimes you act like you don't, I know you do. Because you're a stalker brat, okay kidding. First of all, I wanna say sorry that I'm posting this instead of telling you in person, it's just not easy for me. And I don't think this blog of mine have so much readers, which is safe for me to further this post. I know I could just text or call you but I've hurt you so much already.

I never told you but I love your presence. In fact, I feel like telling every single person in the world about you. Beside my girl best friends, you are the closest person to me. You know everything about me. I think nobody has ever known me as much as you do, and even if I always screw up, you would always be there when I need you. It's like you're my savior, of course, you are.

I like it when you play with my fingers, and you will literally complain about how rough my hand is since all of your sisters have milky smooth hands, not like me. You will refuse to the excuse of me washing the dishes and stuff, because you believe in the idea of wearing gloves when everyone gets near the sink. I like it that we can call each other with harsh names, especially when I can slap you whenever you call me fat. And when I sulk, you will buy me stuffs. I rejected them so many times because I felt bad, though I secretly liked it. And I'm sorry that there were times I said the dishes you cooked tasted really bad, actually no, it wasn't true. You cook like Gordon Ramsay, though I've never tasted his dishes, I'm sure you're just as amazing as him.

If no one stops me now, you'll be reading this until page 3. Thank you so much for sticking with me when everybody else leaves, thank you for everything. And yes, I'm really sorry I can't give any answers for now, it's still too early. Even if you're willing to wait. Thanks for understanding. Happy Birthday my friend, have a great day. And trust me, you're the handsome-est guy for today(since it's your special day)

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