Leaving An Unreal World :) August 17, 2008

For where I’ve been living in recently,

Honey, I’m leaving. It took over my mind too much. No such an unreal thing deserves that. It wasn’t about you, nor anyone else. It’s about me and my circumstances of thoughts. I always need time, and more time to get over things here. And that’s what I don’t and won’t have anymore. I’m afraid, I can’t live forever in a fiction scene. And I can’t sacrifice something real for something unreal. No one can.

I was happy, I was sad, I loved, I laughed, I lived here. Not that easy to leave, but I am considering to. Because everything gets out of track. Because everything is looking forward to blowing my mind up. Because I can’t stand being treated in some particular ways continuously.

One thing again, I really love everyone with me here. Real, or not.

Honey,

Nobody here can live forever quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer.

Sorry for making you mine, sorry for loving you.

But I do.

Goodbye

last night talk August 10, 2008

He : you dating him now?
Me : no
Me : not yet
He :
He : aw
Me : why?
He : never mind
He : take care
Me : why wouldnt you say a thing?
He : what’s left for me to say?
Me : everything you want to
Me : except if you dont want to speak with me
He : doesn’t matter what I wanna say
He : you got over me and in love with somebody else so easy Im happy for you
He : I wish I could
Me : thanks
Me : how are you?
He : im great
He : ultra good
He : super fine
He : and I know you’re better
Me : good
He : yes
Me : hehe
He : I can still feel you
Me : I’m happy
He : I know
He : that’s what you feel when you’re drunk of love
He : when the world belongs to only you both and he gets you flying over the rainbows
Me : too early to judge that
He : so is he your first love?;)
Me : who?
He : who else you might have loved?:o
Me : my mum and dad:p
He : lol
He : drama
Me : queens
He : I hate them :s
Me : I know
He : I dont like the way they act and fake things
Me : I know
He : your one too eh?:p
Me : you know me, you decide on that by yourself
He : a true player and a drama queen can never patch up
Me : I wonder what a true player is
He : a true player is a mystery himself, it’s not about how many gfs he has
He : the one keeps you wondering
Me : I’ve never met any players then
He : good for you
He : I know every instinct
He : but I’m not a player anymore
Me : why not?
He : dont know, bored
Me : when did you retire? Before or after?:p
He : hehe
He : I’m out
He : take care
Me : take care
He is offline