Friday, May 18, 2007
Scissors And A Plastic Heart
Sometimes life is unsubstantial. You thought you could have whatever you want.
And when you already have it stuck, right under your tight ass, you tend to exploit them, neglect them, and what the hell, I guess you know what I mean, right?
And omg here I am, like a typewriter updating this and there, approximately
3.56cm away, my hp is vibrating like fuck.
Maybe it wants to get sexual too, what say you?
It's a private number and I think that person is dumb or something because he/she just kept quiet when I said 'Hello'.
Somehow random but fuck, who the fuck does that?! Stalker!
Anyway, don't you find it outlandish enough about how the world goes around?
More of like Karma thingy or what goes around comes around?
It's like you love this person, but that person loves another, and that another
loves another. And it all comes back in a circle, because there's someone out
there who loves you, but you yourself are that person who loves another,
which also turns out that that another loves another.
Get it? It's okay if you don't, I perfectly understand.
Why can't things just work the perfect way?
Like being loved back by the person you truly love?
Instead of being in a one-sided love kinda situation.
Life would be alot easier that way with lesser heartbreaks and lesser turndowns.
Today marks my one month of success, being a smoke-free bitch.
Accompanied Bestie to her school for soccer training before celebrating
Luqman's Birthday at Starbucks. Oh well, HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY, LUQIE!
I was initially hanging out with a whole bunch of people but it was later down to only me, Fifi and Apen at night.
I went home with that pretty girl.
Yeah, you can smell the excitement in the air. (:
She's probably having a meltdown as we were indulging ourselves in a conversation.
I didn't want her words to end, all I wanted at that point of time was to just listen and keep listening to her voice.
We have so much to say, so much to do, so much of trying to get to know you more.
I hope I did answer your "How do you deal with break-ups?" question, maturely.
I want to be your wide open sky, your tumbling kitten,
your porn star, your girl. I want to listen to
your breathing in the night, feel your liquid eyes
drinking me in, tickle you, tease you, curl up
inside you. I want you to curl up inside me,
feel love, love, love, trust, softness and vulnerability.
I want you.
ready for love at 2:05 AM.