i think i'm
psychotic.
when i chat with people, i like to squint my eyes at the "thepersonyou'retalkingto is typing a message" note at the bottom.
then i think about what they're going to reply to my lame jokes, or what they'd reply if i purposely piss them off. i'd imagine them replying totally sweet stuff or things that would totally make go: OMG!. and then when they reply, i'd compare what i thought they would say with what they did.
they never reply what i think they would.
maybe when i meet somebody who thinks the same way i do. maybe then i'll realise that that person is the one. but for now. i'm happy being this way. i'm happy being the stupid self i am. still confused even after all these time. i'm happy being clueless about the world around me. i'm happy how i don't know anything about everything. i'm happy being me.
it's time you should be happy, too. (:
"MY LIPS LIKE SUGAR.."
i'm not ready.
not yet.
-----
bizarre love triangle
every time i think of you
i get a shot right through
into a bolt of blue
it's no problem of mine
but it's a problem i find
living the life that i can't leave behind
there's no sense in telling me
the wisdom of a fool won't set you free
but that's the way that it goes
and it's what nobody knows
and every day my confusion grows
every time i see you falling
i get down on my knees and pray
i'm waiting for the final moment
you say the words that i can't say
i feel fine and i feel good
i feel like i never should
whenever i get this way
i just don't know what to say
why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday
i'm not sure what this could mean
i don't think you're what you seem
i do admit to myself
that if i hurt someone else
then i'll never see just what we're meant to be
every time i see you falling
i get down on my knees and pray
i'm waiting for the final moment
you'll say the words that i can't say
every time i see you falling
i'll get down on my knees and pray
i'm waiting for that final moment
you'll say the words that i can't say
- frente
i thought and wondered at 8:03 PM
