I've witness how one could show their undying care for each other, even till they are greyed & wrinkled. One could barely walk, and it touches me deeply to see them clinging onto each other. They made known to each other how much they could actually depend on one, to carry on the journeys in life. They called that an obsession, or prehaps possessive. So love isn't that realistic after all?

PS: I swear i've t go on a diet b'cus i look so fucking pregnant after my hk trip, bloody irksome. Mr wizzy later i likeeee, i missed you so badly<3