I once had 3 friends. Luna, Lotion and L’amour. I met them all when I took a train and went to study in La La Land.

They themselves were in turn friends with each other. But I was individually closest to them all. That’s a specialty of mine I think. I retain friends like spoils of a war. Wars between friends.

I had others friends. Penny&Pashmina and Pashmina&Passion. They all broke up and I got to keep all of them. (of course, later I threw passion off when she broke up with me and Lotion then tried to console me, sigh.)

My aunt M says that it’s a habit of mine. I manipulate all so that I can be their closest friend. I don’t agree 100% to this. It’s true though, that when friends break up, they need other friends and they will cling on to you and …

This is becoming more about me.

All I write is about me.

But this is going to be more about Luna and what an un-evolved, insensitive Grinch she has become. So close to La La Land and yet so far away.

And about how Lotion got married and died.

And that I am still completely in love with her.

And not much about L’amour (oooo how he will hate it) expect that he is always there in the unexpected crevices of this story.