a 22-year-old indonesian who wishes she still lived in shanghai. day & night dreamer. loves singing. worships jazz & blues. has a little too much love for her own hair. wishes to have been born in the 1940s or earlier. in love with the telly. believes in music. would love to travel the world.
Oh, you mean love. You mean the big lightning bolt to the heart where you can’t eat and you can’t work and you just run off and get married and make babies. The reason you haven’t felt it is because it doesn’t exist. What you call love was invented by guys like me, to sell nylons.