19 5 / 2012
Having no better way of venting my frustration, I will tell you anonymously, in text form, that your heavy presence in my thoughts is unwelcome, and I urge you to leave. I need nothing else but your words and your face to dissolve into something smaller and less dominant because they are preventing other, more significant thoughts from forming. Your presence in my head is an unwanted embryo, a seed planted unintentionally and carelessly by two gametes that were forced together, not by choice but by an unfortunate fate.
It is abnormal that you have me in the tips of your hands. It is abnormal that I am like melting playdough being moulded by a cruel sculptor. It is careless and unorthodox that I have let you have a monumental hold on me for the past year. It will never be forgiven what I have done to myself.
Please forgive me and know this is not your fault. It is nothing but my own. I am weak and you have me around your finger. I don’t know what will become of our friendship . I don’t know that it will survive but what I do know is that it is my one great regret.
But please stay ever present. Please be my cruel trick of fate.
12 5 / 2012
Otters chasing a butterfly.
oh.my.god.
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10 5 / 2012
Okay so this has been bothering me for like, months.
I cannot get over how selfish people can be. Like truly, truly just immersed in their own world that they can’t even stop to ask “Oh by the way, how are you?”
I don’t know why it annoys me so much, but I think it started when I was upset about something and one of my very best friends said to me “Yeah look I’m sorry. I’m not the person to talk to about things because my things are worse”. Yeah Cheers. And then I did the very same friend a huge favour and like, helped them win a competition and GOT NO PROPER THANKS OR ANYTHING.
I hate to give out but it feels like my entire life revolves around being there for people who aren’t there for me and like I am so nauseously sick of being the nice patient friend. For once, for once in my life I would like things to reverse. For once can someone ask me.
ughh. Moan over
06 5 / 2012
Deleted Lines From a Fantasy Film
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