one.four.three. i blog you.

I have this weird imagination that you have kept that candy wrapper as if it was a scrapbook-page-worth-material.

I actually wished you really did.

But wait, do guys have also that i’ll-paste-it-on-my-scrapbook-so-i’ll-have-actual-evidences-of-younger-self phase? Or so-that-my-descendants-could-have-artifacts-when-I-am-already-a-hundred-year-old-cold-rotten-corpse. How am I suppose to answer this, I am not a guy, after all.