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I don’t have anything left for you. Nothing. You’ve used up the overflowing patience and understanding that I had been giving you without even investing on something new. You didn’t even bother to replenish that thing. Didn’t even give a fuck on how I would feel about you doing that. Not a single fuck. Not giving the proper closure that I needed and wanted for keeping the happy things in good state and not tarnished with all the angst that I’m feeling. And with that, everything has been depleted now. All gone.
Now, I have nothing left for you. Goodbye.
That’s what courage has been wanting to make me say and act out but cowardice is just so dominating in me that it seems to be indomitable. Sooo maybe, I should let myself bask in this weakness. Not let me talk to you forever, I guess. So please talk to me before the day ends. Before I do something really crazy. Something that I will probably regret in the future. Something that might help me get over you. Something you hopefully regret… Something. Please stop me and talk to me in like NOW.
Dearest future hubby,
I just hope that when the dreadful time comes that we are not in good terms, we talk about everything. Please tell me everything that’s going around in your head so that I get to understand you and get to have an idea what you’re thinking. To get to know your side and have your message come across correctly. As much as I would also tell you all of the things that are bothering me.
Good communication–we need it!
I just realized that you have never told me in person how much you like me or how thankful you are that I am in your life. And looking at the timeline, gahd, three months have already passed and still no anything. Well, maybe because you don’t feel that way. Can’t blame you for that and you also can’t blame me for being emotionally unstable when it comes to our thing. Never gave me any assurance on anything. So I guess, the thing is not strong enough to be something. Hoping for nothing, probably.
It’s been two weeks since we last officially went on a date. And yup, no follow through. What now?
Yes, I like spending quality time with you alone and in order for that to happen, will you have the guts to please ask me out again? Or does this mean that your interest in me (in the real world) is fading away? Is the supposedly blooming thing already wilting. Let me know sooner please. Thank you. *bow*
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You know that awkward moment when all what you’ve been thinking about the whole day is about this certain person and you’ve been waiting for the whole day for him to reply to your wall post or text you but he doesn’t. Or when he finally does, you don’t see or feel the enthusiasm. Or he doesn’t even have the guts to talk to you?
What the hell, right? I thought we had this something going around then now you give (and show) me this? What the hell, man. Not cool. So not fucking cool.
I don’t like ambiguities, k.
I thought this was gone but it’s still here! Happiness! Aksjlhdfkjhlsafd; I told you, I am wordpress-illiterate. And this is not even bloggable. I don’t even know why I’m still typing. I think I should stop now for this is a very nonsense post.