Tuesday, February 19, 2008
My bat lightning heart wants to fly away.
Am blogging over at Leens with the curtains down, sprawled over her bed and misplace my heart somewhere between taking a drive out and coming back here. And all thats running through my mind is thoughts of you and I swear this is getting too stale.
I hate you. God I hate you. I hate how your name rolls of my tongue with such casual ease and how you fill up the occupancy rate of my fucking thoughts and any little energy left is devoted to thinking about you. And I dont want to, I dont want to do this over and over again.
I hate you. Period. And Mir would say "But you secretly want him" And thats why I have a dried up post it stuck into my wallet to keep me from falling.
Am going to take a swim and hopefully successfully drown my sorrows for good.