corners came crumbling
Friday, April 06, 2007
  high
aren't we supposed to go bowling today?
yawns

the indian's at malaysia and i'm getting bored
the guitarist blew me off
and the mat ignored me
to sum it all up, a pantat day


i can't believe i let myself go through all that pain
when seeing you like this
finally trying to get my attention instead of the other way round
is much more fun than when we meet up and talk about our lives
and that has only happened once

i hate it when people lie to me
when their motives change
and they do things that remind me of a thousand and one things

will someone take me to Vivo already?
to see the bright lights after the sun sets
and to dunk my feet in the water?


and will i stop digging my own grave?
i've angered some loser year ones
absentmindedly dissed this "popular" slut without realising her "friend" was near
flirted without meaning to
and showed my disgusting sarcastic streak to the someone whom i've the highest probability of losing


but maybe it's better this way
it filters out the fakes
and doesnt make my heart ache so much


dear you,
you do know that i'm not in favour of her right?
i find nothing in her that you deserve
and she, well you know what she has done
where she left you with your heart on the pavement all stepped upon
don't you realise you were her doormat?
she would take you in and out whenever she wanted
and then threw you away
like an old teddybear she loved dearly
but couldnt bear to keep coz it kept falling apart and she was too lazy to fix it

i pray that you don't get hung up and her for as long as i did.
coz she doesnt deserve the far away love that you have for her.


but we're only human
and humans tend to be very stupid
oh wells


yay yay yay yay!
 
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