A contemptuous narcissist, who believes that happiness,
comes to those who truly want it. –It’s in your hands.
You choose how you live this life and you only live it once.
You either make it or break it.
'A wise girl kisses but doesn't love. listens but doesn't believe. and leaves before she is left.'
I was on friendster earlier today, the text above was a friends shoutout. And for some very odd reason I can relate to that. Though it's unbecoming of a girl to think of love in such a sorry way, it's understandable, no? I mean, here I speak out of experience. Eyy, the past couple of weeks my blooody posts have been about my very sad and sappy love life. And it's beginning to get to me. One minute I am at a high and the next second I would be at my lowest. I never blog about anything substantial or blog-worthy. But I mean, you define your blog, shouldn't be otherwise right? Well who gives, I'll rant what i rant, and as much as I want and if it gets to me, well then i'll let it till whenever.
For now I find myself watching The OC for all the wrong reasons. But a part of me's been having OC withdrawal symptoms. Bleah! And seth, oh seth. While I watch Seth on OC, 'my very own Seth' is fast asleep. Am i making sense? OH WELL.
OH!! My car, or rather daddy's car arrives in ten days! woooooooot! Illegal driving?? Or appointed drivers. Heh! I'd probably drive to the 7-11 near my place to get cigarettes, period. The furthest. CANT wait! CANT wait!
Lack of oxygen, lack of sleep. Hold me? Will you? I feel a hell lot safer, when you're around. Don't go, and don't speak of it either, don't remind me where I stand with or without you. Don't speak to me of guilt trips. I KNOW. We don't need to make sense out of EVERYTHING. Like you said, it's ok to slip, once in a while. No?