Sophie Woodlands Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Hougang

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—T-swift, your girl—spillin’ tea bout this tree, *whore*! Okay, not “whore” like *that*, but “hoar”—like hoar-frost, ya know, that sparkly ice on trees? Gotcha, right? I’m such a goof—13 typos comin’, promise! So, I’m obsessed with trees lately, call me The Arborist, ha! This hoar thing—it’s wild, like nature’s glitter bomb. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, y’all. That movie’s got this vibe, “The air hums with mystery,” and hoar’s the same—shimmery, sneaky, sexy in a weird way.

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I’m needing to find a dive bar for an event I’ll be hosting later this fall. The “dive-ier” the better and I’m okay with it being a bit outside of The Woodlands for the perfect place.

When I finally get home, I flop onto my bed. What a rollercoaster! I’m exhausted but also kinda happy. Woodlands is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

JB-S’pore RTS Link systems 50% complete; tracks from Malaysia to Woodlands to be done by July