. . i don't understand why some people can't be true to themselves and others. Just cut the crap and save the over emo-drama. It's tiring to figure out the story. And my ears are 'swelling' hearing the tales.
i just bought my first natural soap bar. okay rewind. since when did i get interested in the beauty products? ahh. the mystery. ;) thanks. and i picked the most morbid looking bar. blackish-grey with black grains in it. and when i went home, then i started to question why in the world would i need that bar, coz i cud have chosen a bar with a different set of motives for the body. i took out an old blunt knife, and carefully sliced it in half. and theres this really nice minty smell that just hit u. and a sort of black-hole colour cool swirl, in the core of the soap. and my sister who stepped in the kitchen thot that the piece of chunk is a metal bar. i must have used a pure diamond knife to cut it through.