| A little cringe over there and WAY MORE OVER HERE Thursday, 20 July 2017 • 07:09 • 0 comments So, in preschool there was this boy I liked named Joshua. Now, Joshua was your typical Chinese heartthrob aka chinito. When I was a child, I was always straight forward and randomly broadcast-ed any form of love, like, infatuation or whatever I felt for pretty much any guy. Well, I spread around some sort of story where me and Joshua kissed at my house, IN THE BATHROOM. Relatives laughed it off, my brother made it as some sort of joke, so as I grew up, I dismissed it as some weird ass dream (full of fantasy bullshit) I had as a child. Yeah... WELL NO N-O FUCKING NO Just recently I have recalled the biggest cringe I had ever reminisced in my ENTIRE LIFE. SHORT DIALOGUE OF WHAT HAPPENED MOM: Hey, remember that boy you liked when you were a kid? ME: hm? who? MOM: That boy you said you kissed ME: OOoohhh eeww mom, don't make me remember that story I made up. it was just a dream MOM: No it wasn't. ME: wat *small moment of silence MOM: the maids saw and told me the day I came home. I WAS SO EMBARRASSED LIKE FUCK. What I hate is HOW the kiss happened since I was the one who INITIATED IT like dafuq most people would be like "oh how adorable" BUT NO. I WAS SOME SORT OF HOE AT THE AGE OF 8. Even when he was leaving the house, I called him to kiss me through the grills of our gate until the maids pulled me away. and there you have it. Kill me now AHAHAHAAHHAAHAH |   Hi! this is bea and i love making people laugh, as you can see i love pigs and pink... also food. i love getting scared and i like making people scared. i tell stories to kids that are really scary. when they start to cry i just stop talking and turn on the lights :l i still feel guilty until now |
