My non-corpse bride

I guess from the title itself, my wab, you'll have an idea what I am going to write about.
Well, you're wrong (heehee...).
I saw the movie a few hours ago, when I arrived at Paco.

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See now toikee I honestly have a problem. I have tried to drown myself to sleep for the whole of Saturday until Sunday morning. (I know, I know you're going to be raising your eyebrows while saying "What's new?")
But I assure you this time, my being a sloth is not associated to my usual laziness but to your absence.
I just lied in bed sleeping, reading, watching --- each time juggling those three activities in variation.
I felt that my mind has to be occupied by thoughts that do not dwell in your absence... else I will lose my mind.

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But my mind has a ... er... mind of its own? Much as I want to occupy it with other thoughts, it still comes home to her lover, still bleeds for her absence.
For everything that I have seen today, I always think about how you will feel about the show.
Like I know you will love corpse bride because of Helena Bonham Carter.

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While channel surfing I chanced upon Disney Channel, and you are Samtoikee. :)

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And now I am majorly depressed for leaving our haven.

When I walked out the door I felt that I was leaving you behind.

And now lying in our "Paco" bed, my body is screaming out for you.

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30 days and counting.

My arms are already wide open.