When Words Speak

i speak curses. welcome if that doesn't give you a shit - though i'm actually not inviting anyone.
this is literally my territory of dissatisfaction + over-satisfaction and technically updated when things got on my nerves or things got me high.
I'm writing for myself and not for anyone else to read.

Saturday, 17 March 2012

A question without answer.

Late in the night, or shall I say early in the morning? I'm awake, can't continue studying, so here I am. Idk what should I talk about, but I just feel like writing. Actually, these days I've been asking myself ; 

"am I that mean? am I that greedy?" 

why did I ask that question? Obviously because of some people. LOL I don't even know how to explain this situation. I don't think I want em but I actually want em? HAHA funny you, alia. funny. :/
You know what? I'm tired of all the anticipation and sarcasm and hopes and waiting and yearning and everything. Things should've ended already but why does this continue? Ok if you're imagining my current facial expression and my heart condition right now, I'm having a straight face, sitting calmly laying my back on the chair while listening to music. Yeah I'm not writing in an unstable emotional condition. I'm all fine. :) So with this sanity I have in me, I ask myself again. What am I expecting from them actually? I said I don't want any of them, but when what I asked for became reality ; I felt uneasy. When I saw some light of hope; I'm excited. When I heard things; I imagine. When I remembered things; I procrastinate, I dream. When things don't go the way I expected ; I ended up in rage. When they act like they don't care ; I felt sad. When they act hot and cold ; I react the same way though I wish for the opposite. This confusion is endless. Well I know it'll end sometime somehow, but when is that? I'm waiting for the moment to come. 
And yeah, its true that...



That's what I'm feeling right now. Night peeps!

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