I just can't let go...

... of my blog. :(

Gah! It's not the fact that I haven't done my proper goodbye ritual for this blog, thus, the crisis. It's more of the fact that this has been my refuge. My rock for six electrifying, colorful years of my kinky life. Note that, it's not just one, two or three, but SIX FABULOUS AND HAYWIRE years. 

Logically speaking, it does know me better than anyone else. For in here, I write like no one's reading. Like no brow-raise matter. Like no one will get hurt. And like I am talking to a best friend whom I could readily pour my soul without inhibitions.

Which is why leaving this for something that I also wished to have brings me into a crossroad. Really. It's that dramatic.

Must it really be this difficult? That I ask myself.

PS. On a lighter note, thank you Kuya Carlo and Papa Don for my new havie davies. They're lovely!

a random photo of Tom Yum and I.
God, I love this dog so much. And it's not even mine.