i hate guys.
life is such a pain.
okaaay, i don't actually hate guys, i can't blame anyone for my emotions,
but why can't it be like fairytales?
princess meets her prince charming, the man she is destined to be with .
or like :
guy likes girl, girl likes guy, guy/girl tells the other that they like them, both of them are ecstatic and live happily ever after. . .
but this isn't a fairytale, and no one is a princess.
but i don't know what you are doing to me, i want to rip my hair out. .
everytime i close my eyes i see your face.
i'm getting dressed and i think of you,
i overhear every word you say,
but i don't know you, i don't know anything about you. . .
so i can't like you,
because a stranger can't like a stranger, right?
Friday, June 5, 2009
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