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Tuesday, November 25, 2008 @ 7:25 PM
Oh... Oh... yesterday i was left aside, today i'm being called stupid and to be as similar as a fucking jerk. Oh... i so did'nt ask for any of this multiplying bad memories by days, months or almost a year now to happen, but the chapters read by god that's happening now was only done by you... your highness/pretty -pretty decent princess fuck. Oh... why can't you let your "mean and misleading" ex-boy live a life of his own at that deep dark abyss you threw him into and not bringing him up to the land full of plastic faces, bullshit lovey-dovey-pity-pity fucking sympathy. Oh... are you living such a sad life that it's soo "interesting" you have to share with your ex-boy?. Oh... when i was nice you never appretiate it and now that i'm mean, you still can't accept it. Oh when are you going to learn to stop and think about love, lies, life and loyalty? Oh... i guess only god knows. Oh...god, take care of her and bring her happines would you? and brighten up her path for she can see and choose the right route to walk on and have a clear view of what she really wants and going to get. Oh... i pray to you. Oh... if it is to be left unanswered, Mitch from Suicide Silence shall sing you a song. God bless you. Don't call me stupid cause i ain't it, well if you still want me to accept that i'm stupid... well at least i can think of what i want and dont go around hoping for girls to like me and desperately seek for attention all around and when one clicks eye, i'll exchange numbers and talk everyday and night and blog about how i miss this one girl... the warmth and care she gives to me blablablaBLA. Or maybe after knowing for 3 months or LESS, me and the sweet, cute and super-duper hot girl can go to the beach while my father is dying at home or in the hospital and cuddle with the girl instead of being beside my DYING father crying and hoping for things to get better and pray that DADDY won't have to die and leave me. If i were to be a girl, i would at least think that i'm being an ass bitch not only towards me ex-boy but towards my dad or worst my family. Clear enough for you, lord of decenity? If it's hard to understand my english cause i'm STUPID, i'm good at translating to dumb, goo goo gaga!? Why am i being mean now? Oh...i'm sure you know why. Why can't you just forget me? Memories of me still lingering around your head? Is that my problem? Forget about planting seeds together, i would at least find a better gardener than you are...Just so you know, you're not the only girl on earth that i can talk to or maybe be with. The only reason i did asked for forgiveness before and forgive you is because i thought that maybe you've changed into a better person and was hoping for another chance to write in a thick book filling it up with new stories of a new beginning. My fears of losing a girl like you is gone. I see nothing in you anymore. So at least i'm glad to know that i've got no problems in forgetting you anymore. I'm fucking happy with my fellow lads and ladies who are always there for me. At least they respect me. At least they know how to appretiate me and knows how to take care of my feelings. I don't need a girl to make me happy. I don't need to ask for a girl's number to make myself feel good. I don't need to change my personality to fit in with any of my friends. Never meant to call you an easy girl or a bitch but seriously for once think of what i said and look at what you're becoming. I'm not sorry for being a jerk ass mean monster this time round. Seriously i don't care of what you're going to do, just don't drag me into your world. A world full of unknown paths. I have my own path and things are going as smooth as an angel's silk bed sheet. Feels like heaven...booyargh. |
