"Are you tired? You can lean on me and sleep until we get back. And your hands are cold, let me warm them."
If he burns me now, I'm going to wring his fucking head off.
I have never slept in the same bed as anyone who wants to tangle arms, legs and fingers in order to sleep, only to snore so much that when it's silent, I can't quite relax. Not until now.
I can't help but to be suspicious. But then, when he sings 夜曲, and I can't tell his voice from Jay's voice...
Azhang, my pretty boy. Don't fuck with me or I'll mess you up so badly your own mum won't even recognise you (hell yeah, I stole that from a bad rap song!).
Chinese of the day:
"跟我一起住房子吧“
Move in with me
Wednesday, 3 December 2008
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2 comments:
oh dayum, ta det lugnt och hota inte pojken i onödan, baby.
fast samtidigt är det bra att han känner till konsekvenserna.
Jag hotar med liten rost, jag ar radd att han leker med mig. Det gar lite For bra for oss just nu... Jag blir nervos, och da hotar jag folk
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