Window

Nov 17th, 2009 1:51:56 pm - Subscribe
Mood: tranquil

So much for shooting stars. I thought I knew what love was. Apparently love is getting hurt and still wanting to forgive the person.

Nay. Love to me will always be that bi-curiosity that slowly transitioned into alcoholic haze and unsatisfied longing for what once was.

Girls hurt me the most often. Guys send me into drunken slumber. I may never understand my sexuality. I may never know what love is.

I wish to do away with close relationships. I want to pack up my Xu and move to a city where no one knows me or anyone I once knew. I want to live for me and my future. Life is an unnecessary, complicated nuisance.

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