Sorry, man. I'm so tired of pretending to laugh at your jokes. You're just not doing it for me. The fake smile is giving me a muscle ache. I'm also sick of listening to your boring stories. Seriously, can't you see in my face that I don't bloody care? Pretending is becoming tiresome with time. I can't talk nor see you anymore. It's not doing any ( Read more... )

 Got major hammered yesterday. It sucked because it made me realise that I still missed you even though I've been trying so hard not to. Fantasising is nice, but it hurts so much knowing that it will never be real.

So, here I am again celebrating my LJ-anniversary. It feels great to be able to come back to the same old place every year. It kinda gives me some assurance that not all things have to alter since every other aspect of my life did ( Read more... )

 Why can't it just be over when I tell myself that it's over?

Boy meets girl. Girl talks to boy. Boy likes girl. Boy wants to kiss girl. Girl refuses. Girl gives in. Boy kisses girl. Girl kisses boy back. Boy and girl start to touch each other. Boy wants to go home with girl. Girl continues to kiss boy. Girl has to leave. Boy tries to hold girl back. Boy kisses girl. Girl walks out. Boy accompanies girl. Boy ( Read more... )

this entry is mostly about me trying to talk myself around the stuff that i just cannot get myself to talk about or write down.
it's about the 500th time that i've written something in this white box without ever daring to publish any of it. mostly because of the fear that what i have written might actually become true the moment i click on that " ( Read more... )

One of those days where I don't care whether I lived or not, but frankly would prefer the last.

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1. Sit back.
2. Forget the world.
3. Listen.

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