I am so confused. Am I really in love with this guy, that somehow when he treats me bad, and I am still there? Or, maybe I am too addicted to the exquisite pain that he constantly provide me? The most unbearable pain I could have ever encountered myself into?
Even though at times when he already did the most ultimate sore and scarred my heart and soul, I will always be there to hold up all the torments supplied?
And, as days passed by, I thought I freed myself from him, the existence of his is always still, in presence. What would that best be defined as?
I am free now, free from him. Unattached, technically... But alas, there is nothing exquisite of this at all... Nothing.
4 weeks ago
6 twirls with baby:
yeah..i think im in d same condition wif u kak g.. haihh
Love is a crazy thing
anies, thanks for stopping by. ;) i guess, we're on the same boat eh?
shane, yup! agreed with you. love is a crazy thing. but its too many crazy moments i had, and currently have. and i dont think most of the people have the same crazy moments as much as i had. i am just being the odd ones, i pressumed! ;)
I really can relate there... I either
A)Am a Wacko Magnet
Or
B)Have a tattoo on my forehead that says "If your crazy then lets do it" yet I can't see it
I'm slowly filling up the list of what not to do in relationships
hahaha... you got me laughing there! ;)
anyway, i dont know either. same goes with me! i guess, simply because i am the black sheep after all! sigh. headaches eh? *smile 'sheepishly'*
My mission is complete then!
Yes headaches a plenty.... Some good times as well though.
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