The Lover of Many Things
What do you hate most?
Heat. Crows. Homework. House Lizards in Jars of Formalin. Watching Accumulated Saliva Drip from a Downward-pointing Trumpet. The Smell of Chickens Cooped in Cages Ready for Slaughter. Posers. Poyo-ness. Waiting. A Pimple. So-called Religious People Who Thinks They Are Holier-Than-Thou. Exclusivity When You’re Excluded. Zara Salesgirls Who Thinks They Own the Clothing Line. Unanswered calls. Uncertainty. Lack of Choice. The Truth About Yourself. Ownership. A lie.
What do you love most?
Many (things).
How ironic it is that we use one word to represent more than one.
How we are able to pin point what we loathe, but cannot identify what we love.
The Hater of Specific Things. The Lover of the General.
4 Comments:
hanisah said,
i hate crows too... they used to fly really low on top of my head then macam menghinggap. plus they're freaking dirty and noisy.
i know i love u dude!
i love u too babe!
babe, i selalu tak sempat jawab ur call. huhu.
but i love you, u should know that. :)
i know that too! i know i can count on you when all else fails!
Post a Comment
<< Home