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• cocoa butter & apple cores
{xx} this is the story of a girl



I feel my wings have broken in your hands
Wednesday, 20 June 2007
last written on: 6:06 pm ♥


Yesterday I went out with the intent of handing out resumes, but instead sat with Alex at Stareast and talked about nothing and everything such as eating tiger dicks and lighting shit bombs and and the woes of being financially incapable (me, mostly).

Polite as ever, as we drove away from my house Alex waves and yells out hello to my grandma, who's standing on the porch. This was somewhat bad in a sense because there was a good chance I could be facing an interrogation the moment I got back.
As predicted, before I'd even pressed the doorbell, the door swings opens and the first thing my grandmother says is, "Is he your boyfriend?
"No, grandma, he's a friend."
Then she follows me to my room and proceeds to tell me that she'll teach me how to tell the difference between "good guys" and "bad guys" (I guess I do need help in that department) and that not to marry "gwai lou's" because she doesn't like them LOL. She also informed me that the best ages for marriage is 4 years and 8 years apart, 3 and 6 years apart will result in many conflicts (but I already knew that, and I actually believe it too).

Then when my mother comes home, she tells her everything she's told me, including the colour of the car my friend drives ahahaha.

3 generations of women in my house is driving me insane.






she is

My name is cc
I love op shopping, travelling and LV.

If you're curious, the name Cocoa Butter and Apple Cores came about while reminiscing of Year 10 maths class, courtesy of HaeYeon.


wishlist

To graduate on time.
To tour Europe, especially Switzerland, Germany, and Ireland.
Jumbo cream Chanel classic flap in lambskin with gold hardware.

:)


"Can I have a hard fuck?"
"No sorry, we have no hard fucks."
"Oh. (Pause) Sorry, I meant a quick fuck."

He says, "I have so many pimples!
It's like having many lactating breasts
all over my face!"

Girlfriend's foot is touching his leg.
(whispering) "CC she's kicking me!"
"What?"
"Help, will you protect me? I can't,
I don't have a leg condom!"
(mimes putting leg into a condom)

"Hey, you okay?"
(In a drunken stupor) "Mmmpologohbuloo."
(Me playing along) "Babolugamawoo?"
"NO MAN, pffmompoohl!"

He says, "WOMEN!
They always think they're right!
Especially my GPS girlfriend
She's always telling me what to do!"

detour to

Alan
Elan
Jackson
Lan
Tash
Thy
Trinh
Yuna

happy snaps

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