DAmn
been a long time…
Not because I don’t want to write…but I seem to have been forced to stay away…due to my own conservative sensibilities. Can u believe I realized its just me not wanting to be judged.
Its
Eish…how pathetic!!!!!
Well, I guess they did a better job on me than I care to admit. I thought I escaped the lobotomy induced by socialization………education and all the other bullshit…but here I am…and all I want is respectability in society. Ouch! How fxxkng boooring…and as I write this my chest is tightening and my heart beating faster….its (gasp) so damn atrocious!
I really don’t want to be them…those righteous anal fxxkups, but im tired of fighting them. Sometimes I consider just getting married and baking him beautiful cupcakes with pink frosted icing, but anything with ‘him’ is just damn complicated…so much so that I don’t know if I even want it….I feel so damn defeated.
I recon with my self that I would be far better of knowing that ‘he’ would be there in all his brutish masculinity when the scabenga’s are on the prowl…thing is its quite hard to discern who gets away with the biggest loot….
Damn..i just rubbed chilli’s in my eye and im seeing double through a sheet of tears running from my left eye…ofcourse this has nothing to do with my broken heart, nor the half bottle of gin and tots of saki I have managed to consume on this Friday evening…
Not because I don’t want to write…but I seem to have been forced to stay away…due to my own conservative sensibilities. Can u believe I realized its just me not wanting to be judged.
Its
Eish…how pathetic!!!!!
Well, I guess they did a better job on me than I care to admit. I thought I escaped the lobotomy induced by socialization………education and all the other bullshit…but here I am…and all I want is respectability in society. Ouch! How fxxkng boooring…and as I write this my chest is tightening and my heart beating faster….its (gasp) so damn atrocious!
I really don’t want to be them…those righteous anal fxxkups, but im tired of fighting them. Sometimes I consider just getting married and baking him beautiful cupcakes with pink frosted icing, but anything with ‘him’ is just damn complicated…so much so that I don’t know if I even want it….I feel so damn defeated.
I recon with my self that I would be far better of knowing that ‘he’ would be there in all his brutish masculinity when the scabenga’s are on the prowl…thing is its quite hard to discern who gets away with the biggest loot….
Damn..i just rubbed chilli’s in my eye and im seeing double through a sheet of tears running from my left eye…ofcourse this has nothing to do with my broken heart, nor the half bottle of gin and tots of saki I have managed to consume on this Friday evening…
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2 Comments:
yay!!!
you are back!!
hey love
miss u lots.
tell me whats going on, its been ages since i heard from u.
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