But you're green.

And, I met this girl on Friday who is almost my complete opposite and she is amazing. Which is fantastic, because as cheesy as it sounds, it has been quite a while since I've been swept up in such awe of a person or object.

Ah, love. I nearly forgot how amazing you felt.

Aggroo

Yea, so what are you going to start something? You're going to hit me or what? If not, shut the fuck up and get out of my face.

Honestly. If you're just going to make noise GTFO of my face. I have too little free time to waste it on you.

People.

I mostly dislike most of 'em. But you have to admit, they're all so fucking interesting.

Huzzah!

I have the awesomest parents in the world!

I consider it an honour to be able to sit with these old fogeys, knock back a couple of beers and listen to them talk.

I mean, when you literally have been from all over the world who have been all over, it is nice to be able to sit as a peer in their company, and listen to them talk.



Such a plethora of experiences! I only fear that my life will never be as vivid as theirs [and it is a fear that I am afraid is rapidly seeming more likely].

♥

You know, I've held on to a crush for five years.

Which would sound ridiculous if you didn't know me. I mean, I guess it would sound ridiculous even if you did, because people who know me, usually get to know the person who is very practical in his relationships with people.


But that's only because I usually don't care enough about people for them to matter. Caring about people and things, usually requires some sort of brilliance as well as a guarantee that I will not be disappointed; because I deal with disappointment very badly.

And well, the last time I discovered another individual that I felt strongly enough for was about five years ago. Well, I still feel the same five years on. However, nothing is ever going to come of that. Which is, depressing.



Oh, and so melodramatic.

The Best Song You Have Never Heard

To a fault.

I am a compulsive online stalker. I guess it could be construed as a fault. However, the interweb is the only place where these sort of pervy things can happen.

So... I guess it's not so bad?

Bookmark this!

Taken from
"Stories"
by
Michael Moorcock
from the collection Stories,
compiled & edited by Neil Gaiman and Al Sarrantonio

I pointed out that journals are almost always misleading. We use them to record miseries, frustrations of the moment, anger we don't want to put into the air. We don't need them when we were content.

Heart it races.

Hello aggressive girl. Your confidence is sexy. I like how you asked your colleague to come over and ask about me, then asked your other colleague to ask more about me and then finally came over to ask about me.

Hello. I think it is a bit crazy that you offered to wait up and drive me home. I mean, who the fuck does that? That's insane, but was also a great display of guts. If nothing, it was fucking sexy. I mean, there are far too many people who are emotionally damaged and needy-I, for one count myself among that number.

Unfortunately, why'd you have to come over and offer me your name and your number. It kinda killed what little romance there was in the first place. It's weird and it reeks slightly of being needy. I mean, a few hours ago I didn't even know you existed and already you are trying to make me care about you.

I don't.

Not enough to appreciate how much you're attempting to make me care about you.


Don't tell me your name. Don't offer to be intimate. Don't say you like me because there isn't anything to like, when you don't even know me.


Let's be pragmatic and attempt to cultivate a relationship. It needn't be exclusive, but we could possibly be the best of friends. Once you've discovered the icky disgusting bits that very little people know about and decide that it's something that you could live with, then act all weird and creepy. By that time, I wouldn't even care.


Thanks for the attention anyway. I'm pretty sure there will be so much more romance if we just got to know each other. Yes, that's also how I manage to keep all my friends despite being such a bad one.


Unless of course, what you're interested in is something more nasty. Then by all means, make your intent clear. I am pretty sure that I have pretty flexible morals. I mean, yea, what the hell eh?