Saturday, November 10, 2007

Humor me



I don't know how I'm suppose to feel about that video. Those girls are from my school, a friend showed me the video, I found it insanely funny.

I spent the past two nights talking to an ex lover.
She told me things I wanted to know and maybe too much.
I told her that she was selfish, cruel and unkind.
I told her that she was only talking to me because she; Gloria in all her glory dumped her.
I'm that doll, that's second hand, that people only buy because they can't afford the one with the freshly painted blue eyes.
Just like toys, one will lose interest and love after sometime. I'll be covered in dust and my eyes will lose its shade of green for you, I'll be forgotten.
I can predict the future, I told her.
Give her a month and she'll be off with another, I know it though she kept denying and said she's not going to love anyone anymore. That she don't know how to love. That she cannot love someone for more than a few months.
How shallow, what a pity, she doesn't know real love, but then, neither do I.
As simple as a child.
You come running back because you couldn't get, catch, kiss Gloria.
I'm not saying that I hate you and that I don't enjoy your company.
I just- I can't stop hitting the backspace key again and again, so never mind.
I do sound confuse, don't I?
That's quite bad.
Like I said, I can erase you if I want to, but since you bothered to contact me and be a "gentleman" in some sort of way by asking for me; for something I cannot give you.
I'll not erase you.
I'm going to do what I like and not follow my pride, my rules, my norm.
I'm like an open book, I know, I'm predictable, whatever.
I'm hideous and I need plastic surgery, fuck you.
I shouldn't be hating Gloria, I should be hating you, you fucked things up, You fucked us up and you Fucked me up, but I'm okay.
I'm half way through Taming the beast, if Sarah turns out fine even with or without Mr Carr, then so will I.
Books inspire me in so many ways.
Cheez is a wonderful person, just one without morals and thoughts.
Does she deserve this? It's not for me to decide, neither is it for you to decide.

Lucky for you, I'm so unattracted by guys, so you won't hurt anytime soon, you won't hurt as much as you had hurt me. I wish you could understand and feel your fucking heart being ripped out of your chest then stabbed a million times by a sharp knife. I wish you could feel the hot steam melt your contacts as you turn blind. I wish you had thoughts of suicide and the lack of appetite. I wish you felt the constant nausea and the urge to throw yourself away and have careless sex. I wish you were fucked up and screaming for help in an empty alley as you get raped by a million sweaty men. If you could, then I can say that you understand. Am I shallow that way, Fuck you.
I turn myself off sometimes, most of the time, does it really matter.
Secrets, secrets and more secrets.
I cleaned my closet and almost found that wedding ring. (Which I had wanted to throw away a few weeks back but didn't cause it's a really good piece of art. It looks fantastic in a heavy metal sort of way.)
Fucking divorce,fucking cunt.

Fucking asshole, with her fucking boyfriend, fucking girls who can't just let go and have fun. Stupid gits. Damn those tits. I wish I could be more attracted to dicks.-eww.
I get so bored with them, why are they so stupid, why am I so pissed. My life's not complete, I've still half of my closet to ransack and throw away.
You want to buy clothes from me, please say, I'll give them to you if you're pretty or nice or funny or else I'll sell them to you.

I'm going to talk to you tonight and you're going to feed me with sweet nothings, but I'll not be going to self destruction. I can't. I can't.

( I feel like laughing, that post was so intense, I know! *giggles)
(Oh and we both have agreed that Thorn is So fucking weird. Crack that puzzle, Genius.)
(Eme's arriving in half an hour, so maybe I won't be talking to you after all. And I am not like Jenifer, I don't have a smelly cunt.)
(I'm a rude bitch, I know. It's M's fault.)
(HELLO CHARIS, YOU'RE BACK. MY SISTER ASKED FOR YOU YESTERDAY. <3 I miss you and Spastick creature story, songs.)

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