Tuesday, December 21, 2010

My heart beats too slow when I'm with you, and too fast when you're not around.


THIS.IS.BAD.

*

Darling, I don't like disputes.
I don't like being upset with each other. Especially you.

Other than times when you've flew me airplanes after dry-waiting for 3 hours in Orchard, and being late because you need to do housework when I know that really, you're just hogged to the TV, I've never been pissed with you at all. Just upset.

Especially over a piece of shit that is really, really, really not worthy of your attention and my anger. (Worthy or not I really feel like smashing that piece of shit flat. As if its not flat enough *roll eyes*)

You knew I would write this here. I know you will be reading.

You know how frustrated I am whenever I see you get yourself into the same mess. I know you know what you're doing.

You know what you're doing darling. Its time to powder on your cheeks, smack those glossy lips and walk out that door.


I want to see you this Friday k *big tearful smile*

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