Showing posts with label HIM.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label HIM.. Show all posts

21 February, 2010

I'm freaked out .

by my cousin JJ's face right now.

Like homie came home with the left side of his face bloody and puffed up. I can't take it. 
Pretty much I have a weak stomach when it comes to shxt like that. 
Plus I'm having flashbacks of HIM fighting. 
He pretty much fcked up dudes eye && I stood there in shock while he got in a car and sped away. 
So yeah... bloody faces, especially the one that's downstairs freaks me the fck out.

12 February, 2010

Thoughts for Today.

- I'm soooo sleepy.

- I've been up since 2am yesterday ( 11 Feb 2010 ) && it's 5:26am ( 12 Feb 2010 )

- ARRRGGGGG!!!!!

- Finally finished my Help Haiti essay for English3. I'm ohdee happy about that, cuz it's been a pain in my ass.

- I'm seriously considering performing my newest poem ( No Story )

- I should probably be getting ready for school but I don't want to. My tummy is out of order thanks to all the coffee I drank to stay up -___-

- Guess who called me yesterday?!? HIM :)

- I know. I know... he's bad for me ( I think ). But what can you do when you're still in love??

- "You're the love of my life. Baby, I need you." - Us3 feat. Brook Yung (fave poet)

So yeahh ... I gotta go now. LOL

- Have a wonderful day whoever's reading this!!!! -

31 January, 2010

HIM ♥

i hate that you still have the power to make my heart skip a beat;
my knees weak.
i am helpless toward you.
never wanna miss your call or text.
you see right through me w| your x-ray specs.
& I HATE IT.
and YOU!!!
dude you freaking broke my heart.
something you promised wouldn't happen
yet, it did.
promises broken. broken promises.
you broke me.
allowed me to catch feelings & i let it happen
so maybe I HATE ME ...
your loss. my loss.
we both lost.
but i have no regrets.
do you?

20 October, 2009

For "HIM" < 3

have i been miserable? no.
i just think about u constantly.
wondering what ur doing? who ur with?
do u think of me; miss me?
we speak.
more like keypads pressed into words.
u say "howve u been?"
19 presses. 8 letters.
"i miss you"
19 presses. 8 letters deleted.
barely scratching the surface of how i truly feel.
i say instead "ive been good. just taking care of business"

-FIN-

24 September, 2009

Sorry.

Im sorry.
Im sorry that can't be the perfect girl for you.
Im sorry that we're on completely different paths.
Im sorry that Im not what you wanted.
And Im sorry that you didn't really give 'us' a chance.
I miss you.