my finger got cut
ok. i am filling up my life w crushes because the fellow i really like def doesnt like me at all. HOW strangely unreal that sounds.
today was hectic and strangely busy. fun like never before.
now i talking to hong who is asking me these questions " do you treat yrself like a toilet seat? do you think you might get strike by a lightning?" he is a chinois lunatic. (and he asks, " do you like people to be above you?") maybe i hate him. haha maybe i dunch (like he would say.) he goes on rattling and rattling because he is in a drugged wonderland like stupid alice. haha
i cut my finger today. somehow i like pressing the blood out.
its not painful at all. i think slashing the wrists, more superficial cuts, are even much more painful. a wounded heart hurts the most though.
i heard a song thats so breakingly beautiful and sad today. it was a same song i hear the morning , about 3 hrs before she passed away. some how, when i heard tt song long long ago, i knew she would be gone from us. for someone like me, its surprising that she is in my thoughts everyday, even after so much time has pass. i hope she is up there, flying with angels.
decked in long flowing white,
like cavity.
l'amour
xoxoxo.
today was hectic and strangely busy. fun like never before.
now i talking to hong who is asking me these questions " do you treat yrself like a toilet seat? do you think you might get strike by a lightning?" he is a chinois lunatic. (and he asks, " do you like people to be above you?") maybe i hate him. haha maybe i dunch (like he would say.) he goes on rattling and rattling because he is in a drugged wonderland like stupid alice. haha
i cut my finger today. somehow i like pressing the blood out.
its not painful at all. i think slashing the wrists, more superficial cuts, are even much more painful. a wounded heart hurts the most though.
i heard a song thats so breakingly beautiful and sad today. it was a same song i hear the morning , about 3 hrs before she passed away. some how, when i heard tt song long long ago, i knew she would be gone from us. for someone like me, its surprising that she is in my thoughts everyday, even after so much time has pass. i hope she is up there, flying with angels.
decked in long flowing white,
like cavity.
l'amour
xoxoxo.
