She is a martyr often caught in a media of massive controversy. Fully utilizing her ornamental and bizarrely intricate Asian features, spiritually endearing smile and a pleasantly soft yet gravely intriguing voice, she carried out emotional campaigns which created considerable anxiety - hysterical stories that appeared in tabloid tales all over her block.
Coming from a distinguished background, she bears every characteristic of an aristocrat. Her elegance and aesthetic sophistication is the focal point of the incessant onslaught for her benevolent allegiance - her heart. She has a provocatively gratifying body structure which tickles the testosterones of males; causing blood to gush downwards, inducing the living-things residing at the lower part of our bodies to have a full Zouk-Out Event - with mosh-pits all over. Occasional glances at her legs remind me that the world can still be salvaged, and the world is not only engulfed in sin. Her legs' every
action is my
command. Her legs - in my opinion, is the
New World Order.
Just like Helen of Troy, her teary and mystical eyes seem to have the power to either start, or even end world wars. The only difference is that unlike Helen of Troy who has the beauty to launch a thousand ships, Helen Yeo Shuhong has the power to launch a thousand tadpoles, with Changi Airport's Air Traffic Control Tower to guide every movement. Helen Yeo Shuhong is a princess whos' qualities defeat any analysis and definition. I will give her the world. I would feel like the World is My Oyster, and her Oyster, my world.
Your ability to set about your exploits with fiendish relish - tantalizing with guys hearts, has disillusioned many heterosexuals. However, I have recently taken a liking for this very attribute, and I really want a girl like you.
Helen Yeo Shuhong, please fly my G6.
Marry me.
