Look into my eyyyyezzz… and you will begin to feel… straaaange…
This is us, how we are: all my life I’ve been waiting for someone who believes (or pretends to, which is pretty much the same thing) in the 2-sen-a-piece, quack-job spells I cast.
I am wearing my #bungaBersih dress at Rainbow Rojak, celebrating the launch of ‘Violence is Not Our Culture’ notebook. Afterwards, there was dancing. Sweaty, limbs everywhere, jumpy, spastic DANCING. There is no part of this post that is not made of pure, 100-proof, punch-drunk LOVE. And this is how we fucking like it.
(Thanks Grace for catching this with her magical ipad.)