time of my life

only its highly confidential
so last nite was something i neva felt in a long time... everything that a woman ever wanted... excitement and the thrill of the same tasks that eve undertaken in reaching for that poisonous apple... temptations got the better of me.

the satisfaction and the glee of forbidden deeds to me derives from endless longing for something i neva tot i wld ever have felt before. nothing could compare to last nite's events. the irony = who i was with.

funny how our actions would later be interpreted as merely a fleeting "dream"? ever felt that the most amazing event that happened in ur life was blowing ur mind away? how abt the after effect: did THAT really juz happened? was it my imaginations, my dreams, my desires that actually took place in my life that past moment ago? *unbelievable wonder and amazement*

so u get that moment of disbelief... wads next? well contrasting to that moment on cloud 9, i was dipped into shock and regret. how sinful one's man tots can be after realisations surfaced, how more sinful the actions that took place incurred by that one moment of rash, irrational wants and lifetime wishfulness.

memories are wad sets us apart from animals. consequences are wad humans' are subjected to for their actions. yet i rather the first, whose sweet and warmth, fuzziness-in-my-stomach details will keep me having beautifully subdued dreams for the time-being.

bear bear!!! muaks!