People often to think that if you live in bali, means you can really easy to find Mr.Big...I'll tell you something guys...it is damn so hard to find one...there is actually none...or perhaps something like waiting for a very handsome star falling from the sky in the breezy afternoon (hmmm well that's kinda too much hahahaha), but that's the fact actually....
Good man means nothing here on la la land...really means nothing...
Perhaps I gotta be a bad bad gal... :)
Here what I did for the last couple of years, work, holiday, broken hearted two times...then really nothing...I kinda didn't look for the one...but lately I feel damn so bored for being alone or broken hearted in this la la land...all craps, all disappointing...
Let me count by the names who made me broken hearted...hmm well...matthew campbel, maximillian stephan smith, olivier belle, then this way good to be true guy named David (I have no idea his last name!)...
There you go...all just crappy...
Ah just give me one...the good one...
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