Ahahaha that wasn't very punny o.o I wasn't even supposed to post anything about well... nevermind.
Just damn.
No matter what anybody says, it's her eyes and her hair. *sigh* eyes that will never look at me that way and hair that will never be fixed for me.
I like being selfish :p
April 30, 2013
April 23, 2013
I'm impressed.
Separation is the way to go. It's more than time, it's more than how far away. It's how long you've been away, no matter how near. It sucks... would be what I should be saying but I honestly don't feel that way. As easy as it was for me to fall in love with you, it was just as easy for me to forget that I have been in love with you. Not to say I've forgotten I was in love with you, but somewhere along the way, I did forget I was in love with you. But I do remember I had been in love with you. But only just now.
Looking back, I never did anything to make you feel that I was in love with you, and maybe I should be sorry. But I'm not, because you never looked at me that way anyway. Because I never made a move. So you never would have considered me that way. So I should be sorry? Er... I'm confused.
At night, or sometimes during the wee hours of the morning, I lay on my bed and try to think of something that would help me fall asleep. Why is it, that there is only one face that ends up on my mind, one face that ends up on my mind before sleep takes me.
And then I think it must be true.
I wake up the next morning, or early afternoon, and I go about my own business. I eat, I shower, I play games, not once thinking about the last face on my mind the night before.
So now I think it couldn't be true.
Is it that I was truly in love with you, or am I in love with the thought of being in love with you, or maybe the thought of just being in love in general?
Perhaps those were all true at one point in time... but I guess what matters right now, is what I feel right now.
Am I in love? Am I?
[Note: being in love is different from being IN love. Being infatuated vs being within love, is not the question here. To be within love, it must be mutual, whether due to infatuation or choice, being mutual means being IN love. That is not the case here.]
Looking back, I never did anything to make you feel that I was in love with you, and maybe I should be sorry. But I'm not, because you never looked at me that way anyway. Because I never made a move. So you never would have considered me that way. So I should be sorry? Er... I'm confused.
At night, or sometimes during the wee hours of the morning, I lay on my bed and try to think of something that would help me fall asleep. Why is it, that there is only one face that ends up on my mind, one face that ends up on my mind before sleep takes me.
And then I think it must be true.
I wake up the next morning, or early afternoon, and I go about my own business. I eat, I shower, I play games, not once thinking about the last face on my mind the night before.
So now I think it couldn't be true.
Is it that I was truly in love with you, or am I in love with the thought of being in love with you, or maybe the thought of just being in love in general?
Perhaps those were all true at one point in time... but I guess what matters right now, is what I feel right now.
Am I in love? Am I?
[Note: being in love is different from being IN love. Being infatuated vs being within love, is not the question here. To be within love, it must be mutual, whether due to infatuation or choice, being mutual means being IN love. That is not the case here.]
April 14, 2013
March 30, 2013
Call me Jigoro.
I just realized I'm good at looking for things that aren't there :))
Hopefully, I'll have someone else mention that for me. You know in a real cliche manner portrayed in most pop culture.
But seriously, maybe I'm really great a symbolism too and in the future I went back in time to show myself what the future holds through my Autobiography. Except I won't really be able to tell it's the future until it becomes the present because it comes in not autobiography form? Er... I... don't understand either :)) Oh, well.
Hopefully, I'll have someone else mention that for me. You know in a real cliche manner portrayed in most pop culture.
But seriously, maybe I'm really great a symbolism too and in the future I went back in time to show myself what the future holds through my Autobiography. Except I won't really be able to tell it's the future until it becomes the present because it comes in not autobiography form? Er... I... don't understand either :)) Oh, well.
March 29, 2013
Will she ever ask?
So... that's the plan then. Avoid until pursued. But what if there's no chase. Then nothing's lost, right? Well net on one side is negative whether or not the plan is followed or not. So is there truly nothing lost? Just the slight chance of gain maybe?
I feel a depression
a depression in my chest
where my heart should be
nothing...
only the space
I left for you.
*bow*
*clap clap clap*
*sips cup of joe*
//You know stereotypical emo/hipster poetry in an underground coffee shop
March 28, 2013
And I'm going to Die Tonite.
The story of my Finals Break.
I don't want to work. Yet. Thank you break.
But can I atleast wake up normally. *sigh*
Sleeping patterns
Bullets: {d6}
Shots: {d6}{d6}
I don't want to work. Yet. Thank you break.
But can I atleast wake up normally. *sigh*
Sleeping patterns
Bullets: {d6}
Shots: {d6}{d6}
March 26, 2013
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