speak my thoughts.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007 6/06/2007 12:18:00 AM
Something takes a part of me.Something lost and never seen that easily.Everytime I start to believe,Something's raped and taken from me. Life's got to always be messing with me.
It's so hard to please you even when i'm in my nicest way.well, i guess u here to stay only for awhile to bring so much deep happiness, then you let it go that easily. I didn't believe them at first that you were a sweet talker motherfucker,but i guess it all comes to sense now. Maybe that's your game, ur sword to stike through every heart u met n let it bleed for you. well, lemme tell you sumthin, you got the wrong player to fool around this time because i've restarted with you over and over again. This time i have the controller.=D
I reckon people have always wanted what they couldn't have since Eve got her heart set on that damned apple, and I'm about sick of it myself. But what's sicker is that I find myself in the situation. I'm wrestling the doubts into submission and I think I might just vent some of this youthful fury on someone.
I wish you didn't have to be so fucking complicated, every good signal tangling with the next bad signal, clouding the big picture and arousing feelings of confusion in me.
Why can't my life just be simple like a game of soccer.. the orderliness of it all, clearly defined, the rules unbending, the enemy instantly recognizable, goals were set and long gone after a logical precision. Whatever, on top if it all, I feel happy today.it could be the pills.I ended up writing so much, including the draft of this blog entry. I wonder what's taking mommy so long to get him cumin to make me hapi forever because i noe nothing beats his love from me. Now my head hurts from too little sleep and I am going to relieve myself of another gallon of bad coffee in the toilet now, bye. :D
ouh fuck!!so much for love, i forgot i'm having that bio test in 8 hrs time. Damn it.
i hate me.
i write habitually as a way to
verbalize my far too complex thoughts which
are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences
that complicate life unnessarily.
