NOTE: this is not about me!
referring to me in any way shape or form
all the others yes
but not this one
seriously
so don't confuse the use of the "I" as me...
it's just easier
in honor of a loyal reader who asked for my opinion...
i feel like i'm bleeding
the blood from my heart being broken
torn
why do i love someone
so much
not knowing if he feels the same way
he does...
i know it
but the faith that i have
cannot always drive the both of us
i'm tired of this bull$h!t
if i knew it was like pms
and would only last like 5-7 days
and there'd be 21 days of goodness
maybe things wouldn't be so bad
maybe it wouldn't be so hard
but its not [pms]
and it is [hard]
we lack consistency
he's bipolar
"what?"
exactly!
i dont wanna talk about it
he doesn't understand
he is perfect for me
or is he
his flaws are suffocating
i can't breathe
the heat flushing my face...
whoosah
exhale
a pimple
i just wanna bust
or more like a mole...
that is just so noticeable
a stain on a white shirt
can't help but distract
i want it to work out
i wish it would
is it the wrong place, wrong time?
or is he the wrong one
no...
i wish the time was right,
its not...
still
i need him in my life.... now....
torn...
hello readers... this is just my life as it comes to brain... the good, the bad, the totally horrendous... hope you like it... i know i will...
Thursday, August 28, 2008
blooda
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i need the "blooda" to stop NOW! u dig!? thanks for the interpretation. u know me as well as i know myself. love u!
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