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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.


speak



listen





speak my thoughts.
Saturday, June 28, 2008 6/28/2008 12:23:00 PM
i woke up feeling absolutely lost, like there is no direction to follow, no trail to walk on. i woke up feeling hollow. literally empty, like suddenly i became dried and shriveled up. i was the epitome of pointless. or maybe i'm just into that sick of everything phase all over again, of bubbles being burst. you should know the cause of this. i feel like swearing myself off them all, be a spinster and keep cats for a living.

I'm sorry that your hormones obscured your sense of thinking. And your head with fool of dirt for brains, they're so stupid to not know the difference between a whopping lie and the truth, the definition of oblation, the sake of u.

I am holding on to that thin thread of control and you had better hope I hold on tight.

I want to talk to him about everything. Confrontation is important but the contents of the spats is often too hurtful. I cannot afford another heartbreak and another and another.I even had to modify my behaviour to heighten his happiness. but listening is just a handful of wasting time u showed.

all this while, you've been too caught up in your own emotions that you forget about me, my feelings and my presence. everything. you've been overly protective, i don't even know where to turn to anymore. i've been damaged by your most upsetting ego, your malicious words and your silence throughout this time when i needed you most. i've been trying to understand your situation especially now that you're a step ahead in life and facing that phase where all guys would one day. but you've taken all of that for granted.

you've taken me, for granted.