Drug

I’m really trying to see you less than what I perceive you to be. That is, I’m trying to see you only as a friend and not someone whom I’ve given my whole heart to. But it’s pretty difficult.

I’m trying to move on, really I am.

Year End

Okay, so this one dates pretty far back.

It’s that time of the year when pigs are roasted, cows are slaughtered, and teenagers go out to get drunk, wasted, & possibly end up pregnant.

It’s the holidays!

I’ve actually been meaning to write and update you guys with what’s going on in my life, but I’ve just been so lazy to do so. Quite a lot has happened actually, I guess some of my stories here won’t be chronologically ordered anymore, but I’ll still write the noteworthy ones.

Sorry for the long wait!

And in your silence, I find my answer

Goodbye.

I Miss You

I miss you with all of my heart.

I want to see you. I want to hold you. I want to be in your presence.
I want to brush your hair. I want to look into your hazel eyes.
I want to tell you that I love you.

Questions

Damn it, why did things turn out like this?

Why couldn’t have we fallen in love while we were in college?

Why couldn’t have we confessed to each other then?

Why is this happening now?

Cat & Mouse

I didn’t write this, but I think it explains perfectly what the song is about. Or at least, how I feel right now.

This song is about falling in love with the person you can never be with. A love with consequence: a cat can never be with a mouse because no matter how they love each other, the cat will end up hurting the mouse. In the song, the man eventually ends up hurting the woman, and feels sorry for it. And he asks is he supposed to be happy when all he ever wanted came with a price. The price is the woman’s life or her own happiness.

– spawn0125 (Mar 31, 2009 at 12:00 am)

Drowning

I’m drowning in my own thoughts of countless scenarios and possibilities. The what if’s, could’ve been’s, should have’s, and shouldn’t have’s of life.

Z

The whole duration of the KTV session was super tense.

I was honestly battling against myself whether or not I’d tell you.

At one point, I’ve decided not to tell you. I figured I’d just carry the secret with me to the grave. I kept asking others on what they’d do if they were presented a similar situation.

Careless Whisper

A careless whisper of affection is all it takes to stir trouble inside my beating heart.

I’ll be honest with you, I haven’t been taking good care of my heart.

I’ve fallen in love more times than I could count, though I do not know whether you could actually call that love.