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Thursday, July 1, 2010

This picture I see, I observe to be disturbing. Why? Reminds my whole mad self, about how my hopes to be with him is just flat. Just look at that picture, imagine that's who you wanna be, with his girlfriend all over him. Licking his soft cheeks. Whilst he just stares at you. With his stupid glasses. Fuck.

Moving on, as I countlessly said, she's the kind of person who deserves love. I realised that I'm no match for her. I have no intention on screwing anybody's hard sweat and toil. Seriously. And that, I meant their love. Love is hard.

It's like loving a married man, I now know how they feel. Stuck in between. Just itching to get away. But at the same, it sticks as a guilty pleasure. She's amazing. She writes amazingly. She has heart, she has soul. Amazing. Her love for words made mine smell like cheese. Very bad fermented ones, that my sister likes to eat.

There are days when I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of him. But then, little by little the fetish is fading, and I'm starting to forget his face. Without my lenses now, it's much more helpful I guess. I'm taking extra cautious measures so I don't ever get involve in feuds. After everything that happened and all the huha, I have become a no-no fan of cat fights and feuds. No-no. It boggles my mind and it infuriates my soul. Vewi bad.

BUT at the same time, let me tell you, what I'm seeing now. He's everywhere. I don't want you, just go. I can't have you. So..just go. Sometimes, I look high and low for him. Oh good god. I do. And when I've found him, I just.. smile. I'm sorry.

I'm just gonna go away, do not ever mind me. Okay? It's just me, the dejected. Don't every worry. I'm just a pretty walking stick, just like everybody else. I won't screw love. Never. No. I'll wait for my florida boy to come home. Will try. Come home, Z? :G

And also, here I am, searching google for sappy sad love quotes online, which is a shame I can't come up with my own. So here it is LOL

I could die in ecstasy but I'd rather choose to let go.