Okay everyone.
Here’s the truth.
I have been in love for the longest time ever.
But as much as my love was there, I never could get myself to admit it or tell the world. Heck I couldn’t even tell my closest friends.
Whenever they were around, I acted as if nothing happened between the both of us and I did that shamefully without thinking how it might make her feel.
Some of my friends like Pinkpau here had suspected that something was going on.
And some… like Suanie here probably knew but didn’t give a fuk.
Thinking back, I have always been so unfair to her, refusing to acknowledging her for who she really was whether it was to herself or to the world. And this was someone who lay beside me every night when I sleep. Yes we have been sleeping together for a long long time.
Yet, she has always continued to love me and persistently stayed true and loyal to me.
Dear, I am so sorry for the way I have treated you.
Please know that I never refused to acknowledge you as mine because I felt you weren’t good enough for me, but simply because I wasn’t sure what people would think if they knew about us.
Will they continue to welcome us with open arms? Or will they laugh and ridicule us.
I know I pushed the limit during the Nuffnang Pajama Party when I decided to bring someone else instead of you to show to the world. 
Yes the world saw us and there are pictures all around the internet now with just me and her but please understand that she means nothing to me. I picked her up only to bring her for the Pajama Party and nothing else.
I also know that I have been traveling a lot lately and I haven’t been able to take you along with me. I am sorry to neglect you in such a way but please understand, I do so because my work demands that of me.
I fear your patience may be growing thinner and your love fading away so please help me save the relationship I took for granted for so long.
I know dear.
We have been together for years and you deserve so much better. Hence I am writing this entry on my blog to confess not only to my friends but to the thousands of readers out there of your existence and how important you have been to me in my life.
Dear Readers, please let me introduce to all of you… my one and only…
Buh Buh is my bolster that I first had as a little baby boy and have since kept. It used to be so much bigger than me in size but now it’s tiny compared to me. My mother has tried (but failed terribly) countless times to throw Buh Buh away but I have always managed to keep it.
She shouldn’t even bother trying! One of my other friends had his mum ‘give away’ his bolster while he was away studying in the UK and when he came back to find out about it, he didn’t talk to his mum for a whole month!
So there you go everyone, meet Buh Buh.
I know some people who sleep with the oddest things ever from their old teddy bears, to security blankets, to bananas.. 
heck I even had an ex once that still slept with a cute little nappy she had when she was young. As for me… I stick to the simple tried and true bolster named… Buh Buh. I am proud to still have Buh Buh.
PS: Don’t ask me why it’s called Buh Buh. I guess I didn’t know how to pronounce bolster well enough back then.
Timothy Tiah – Co-Founder of Colony, Kuala Lumpur Co-Working Space