Blurty for Shakti.
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| Sunday, December 21st, 2003 |
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how you can love someone with all your being and at the same time wish you never met them so that you wouldn't feel the way you do when you're with out them |
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is there anything else I can do for you while I'm playing do-girl and errand bitch? no, really... anything else? because obviously I don't do enough. want to know what's wrong? why i'm suddenly pissed. of course not. so i'll tell you here. it's how you said it. like it was my fault. "Congrats, you're on the only computer that runs EQ" What the fuck? I mean seriously. blegh. I know, I'm actin childish. I don't care. I'll be over it in a few minutes. it's childish. they're just words. I make the meaning. The way I interpreted the words you chose, was that way. I'll change the interpretation after I marinate in anger for a bit. sigh. who am I kidding? I'm already over it. I'm just trying to be mad now. it isn't working. I love you. and i hate that. because I can't stay mad. no matter how hard I try. |
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ok. i'm not being fair. you asked what's wrong. you stood beside me and waited for me to give you some kind of acknowledgement. I'm not being fair. I know. you tried to find out what was wrong and fix it. you did. and I give you credit for that. sigh. I just want so bad, to be angry at you. |
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| what I won't say: I love you. Good night. | ||
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Blurty for Shakti.
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