something different.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
for starters, i hav to let this out. I HATE EVERYONE ARD ME. maybe it has jus been me. i like to observe peoples action, reaction, movement, and i hav to say, to be facing th werld ard me is as similar as it cn be as sitting in a theathre, watching a skit. Th world is a drama. u cn jus tell whether they'r sincere, or they'r not. its as easy as that. u cn jus tell whether they'r faking it, or they really mean it. But sadly though, seldom people usually tend to act sincerely. They'r covered wit masks, all of em, which to me, is visible. I hate to see emotions, awkward movements, which will destroy th whole human nature of mankind, if they r that obvious and... fake. I jus hate it. Theres no other werd to describe. Just.pure.misery. To be living in this world full of lies, I feel like a robot.
So to all of u, jus eff urselves.
Love,
me.
and to my dearest darling.. for god sake, stop polar couching th whole space wit tube, and occupying th whole sofa, jees. You’re getting polar-ier, darlinggg!
uh.
*leaving a trail of dust
and pleasee, don’t ever stop loving me kay, cus I jus cnt get enough of you. I want moreeeee <3 :'
YOU’RE MINE.
