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Quick Asides:Party's over and I'm no longer home alone. What I am is free to party out (of the house that is) until the 30th of January back here in Malaysia. You know where to find me, but do call in advance. There is some sort of strange demand for me, especially in the last few moments of being here.
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Maybe some guilty pleasures have no reason to feel guilty after all. Some things are never meant to follow through unless you knew it was alright. You can't appreciate who you're with until you appreciate how far they let you go.
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But doesn’t the fact that it was a guilty pleasure makes it more intense? Surely having the ‘blessing’ takes the edge away from it.
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Not this. It wasn’t a moment savoured with guilty pleasure. The intensity was always from the curiosity and frustration. The “blessing” makes moments like this worth living without regret.
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