In a heart of sorrow, there are many problems, but every problem has its solution.
In a heart of joy, there is little or no problem, but every heart was made to be broken.
I do not envy a heart of joy but that of sorrow, because when i rejoice, i do not care about tomorrow.
But when I cry, I care about tomorrow, because i don't want it to come but still no matter what i do, it still comes.
I can only hope that my sleepy dreams get awakened soon so that i can have a heart of joy, but just for a day or two, because anything more than that, i'll lose my sense of sorrow and without that I won't think about tomorrow and my dreams will get sleepy again.
Suey's Autobiography
- Suey - Susan
- Surulere - for now, Lagos, Nigeria
- Physical 5'10", dark -skinned (more like brown though), big ass (well-shaped; hope it remains that way forever), moderate jugs (an extra cup won't hurt), bold stature (i ain't skinny or fat, though am leaning towards the latter in a subtle, yet 'finessed' way), moderate sized tummy (not big; it's just not flat), long delicate (maybe) fingers, longer second toe (it's longer than the big dude so i think i have a history with ALIENS), big thighs (obviously to accomodate my behind). Disclaimer; pls do not expect an ass the size of the empire state building, just think PERFECTION (that sounds haughty but i like it)
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