to my dearest

these days i feel closer to my friends: we’ve had many adventures together. i feel like i can tell them anything — and i do. i’ll spout unhinged nonsense out of nowhere, and they’ll high-five me and affirm me as the main character because, of course.

or i’ll blabber about my fantasies, and they’ll sigh and tell me, softly, as if they don’t want to hurt me, that what I want is unrealistic.

and when they do that, i’ll observe every twitch of their face, count the times they furrow their eyebrows or blink exasperatedly, and immerse myself in their sound arguments.

sometimes i listen, most of the time i don’t. i’ll inevitably make “bad decisions”, and they’ll get frustrated with me. but in the end, i always do what i want, because i know that no matter what they’ll accept me for who i am. i don’t have to justify myself because i know they’ll understand.

and isn’t that love as i’ve always wanted?

you are etched into me so much more than you realise — i am but a mosaic of our memories, heartfelt exchanges, and whispered secrets.

my universe was created by you all, and i’ll be damned, because what we’ve made is so beautiful.

walter kwan 關浩德 – love is all around

how to lovebomb a girl

categorised into the 5 love languages, but it doesn’t actually matter — only intention combined with action means anything, and everything else can be ignored (including what you say).

you’re welcome. if this helps you land someone, just send me a wedding invite telling me i don’t have to pay for the angpao.

gifts

  • buying her stuff. a little trinket will do; it doesn’t have to be expensive. it’s not the item but the concept of i thought about you on a random day at a random moment (because i’m thinking of you all the time) and so i bought this for you. accept my love? please don’t buy her a bikini — it’s not about you, and your taste is probably NOT it anyway !!
  • sending her a Spotify playlist of songs that you think encapsulate her aura (there is nothing more intriguing than finding out what people think about you in the looking-glass self sense)
  • sending her $1000 without notice (great way to make her text you first)
  • bringing her to Sephora/Lululemon and telling her “my treat”
  • compiling a list of all her likes, dislikes, things to remember, but never let her see it (-;

physical touch

  • holding her by the chin, eye contact, and calling her “my princess” NO LAUGHING !!!
  • kissing her eyebrow, nose tip, and jaw, but not on the lips until she kisses you first
  • kabedon (i will not elaborate)
  • holding her finger in public (i.e. you should always be standing by her side and not in front).
  • by extension, appropriate PDAing; touch her hair or lean on her shoulder whatever idc DO SOMETHING
  • hugging her protectively in front of your friends casually while everyone is having fun or involved in an activity like playing mahjong. not to draw attention, but because it’s the most natural thing in the world…

acts of service/validation

  • taking photos of her when she’s not looking
  • taking photos of her whenever she wants you to (read: all the time)
  • posting pictures of her on your Instagram if you think she’ll like it (i had an era where i put a boyfriend as my dp and everyone thought i was a handsome man)
  • helping her carry her stuff without her asking. she has a baby pink handbag smaller than your face? real men rock that shit !
  • letting her win the competitive games you play together, then telling her how amazing she is

words of affirmation

  • introducing her to your friends as “my babygirl” at social events (who cares if it’s cringe, it’s your world and others are just living in it). my brother has a good opener — when he shares pictures of his girlfriend he always asks “pretty right?” the answer is yes king always !!
  • sending physical postcards to her when u go overseas. you don’t even have to write much, just like “i miss you” or “met a clown and thought of U” or “saw a waterfall, but yours is better”. remember to indicate the date so she can collect them ❤
  • aggressively liking her ig stories and commenting on her posts like Yoo Teo does to his wife. this has a dual function of telling her you are obsessed with her and also asserting your dominance as a partner to the audience – all very sexy in evolutionary terms
  • when she yaps about something, dropping your phone, paying attention, and practicing active listening (e.g. “really? wow! you’re so funny! i didn’t know that… what did you do next? and what did they say? that’s so crazy… i wish i was there. that’s why i love you, sweetheart”)

quality time (these are just date ideas that i wanna do, might as well right)

  • lying in bed and reading your journal entries to one another (you read yours, she reads hers) – nothing is more intimate than this
  • picnic date where you play chess together and debate strategies over prosciutto and cheese
  • watching a movie/drama together and taking a shot when something stupid happens. explain the joke. then mess around… of course
  • staring into each others’ eyes in silence for four minutes (legend has it people fall in love like this)

invert and you can do the same to a guy

caveat emptor

  • you should be dating her, not stalking her
  • she should like you back… and not as a friend

final note: if you think you’re being love-bombed, read this. the difference between a love bomber and someone who actually loves you is that the former is in it only for the thrill, while the latter does it because YOU deserve it. again, everything comes down to intentionality…

now get to it with your bae, sweetheart

– x, from a girl who loves the thrill ❤

(as you wish)

Lee Hi – HSKT (ft. Wonstein)

how much do you think of me? mm, let’s be frank
i wish i could see through your heart
just tell me what’s on your mind
there’s no need to look around
don’t pay attention to other women, look at me, i’m sorry (sorry)
you’re supposed to be selfish when it comes to love (hm-hm)
i’ll raise the tension between us
have you seen a woman like this before?
i got what you need (what you need)

i bet you can’t ever forget my voice and my charms
your hands i held onto at that moment
baby, you make me
your hands sweeping over me from neck to back
and your drowsy eyes
yeah, i know it (i know it)
don’t you want me? (don’t you want me?)
i’ve got you a present, take it as you wish (as you wish)
as you wish (as you wish)
as you wish (as you wish)
in the end, as i wish

lyrics

letter to a young girl

I recently began tutoring a young girl in secondary school. She’s almost half my age – I remember her eyes widening in innocent wonder when I shared how old I was.

When I watch her working diligently on her math equations in her little universe, I find myself hoping she will be protected from the vicissitudes of life. I want to tell her:

There’s so much out there for you… there’ll be so much joy and so much learning. And what seems so insurmountable now might only be a distant glimmer in the galaxy of your future.

You’ll do just fine as long as you try your best.

I believe in you.

To you and me both.