Monday, November 17, 2008

Poison.

Ill try Diary style on for fun.
Maybe.
Hmm...
Where to start?
I liked the video clip.
Hilarious.

A good a start as any I spose.
I hate "blogging" when I have so much to say.
It risks alot.
It not coming out the way I want it to.
Yet, Im not sure...exactly.


Question.
Nevermind.
I think Im more in a ranting mood.

I hate women.
Dont get me wrong,
I hate all of man kind.
But women...
...women are probably the most disgusting.
They lure him,
Make him love you,
Love him,
and then break it off like it was nothing in the first place.

Although, I cannot give them full credit for the failure of the human race.
Men are perdy bad too.
I hate it when I see some guy hideously wrapped up in one girl.
Love is great,
but there is no such things as "love at first sight," n such.
His brain stops working and they make whole life decisions based on her.
The woman though, they love it.
Bath in it.
I mean its attention right?
Eventually though,
theyll get bored.
Its what happens.
Girls with "it,"
tend to be flighty.

Hitting more at home,
I have viciously fought my main womanly problem.
Not that I blame all my unhappiness on being a woman.
Its more of a choice.
You have instincts...
for lack of a better word...
Its when and how you choose to deal with them
can can decide just what kind of woman that youll be.
My biggest problem happens to be...
Hmm...
Something like Experience.
But not really.
I have a vision of how I want my life to be.
I know that it will happen nothing like I want it to.
But hey,
I can wish cant I?
I want evrything all the the same time.
If I could make 3 million of me,
or live about 3 million lives.
That would be amazing.
I want to live in every life experience that there is.
I want to be the wind,
to live the winds life for a thousand years.
To...
Live as a whale...
a tree..
More at home...
I want to be with him.
To experience everything I can with that person,
to make him the happiest he could ever be.
I could aslo make that guy over there the happiest.
Or, that guys girlfriend is horrible.
Shes such a woman.
I could transform myself into that exact person the I know he needs.
Its disgusting.
Believe me I know.

Ive had one major problem lately,
my newest project.
"The relationship that was never finished."
Goal:
To figure him out,
just what makes him tick,
and make myself into the woman that he needs,
the woman that he wants.
Fix his insecurities and show him just how amazing he can be.
Then let him go,
to find the true woman that he was meant to be with.
I am for no one.
I am no one.
I am what you want me to be.
I was born in the wrong era.
In another life, I was a a peasant during King Arthurs reign.

Ugh..
The problem.
The major one,
of a million I should say.
I fell in love.
The person that he wanted me to be,
was who I was.
Who I am.
I cant have this.
I am not ready for this.
I still need to live a partiers life,
and to be solely dependant on no one but,
me.
Love and marriage is for the future.
When I can afford it.
How can I make a man happy when I myself cannot be?
I spose that no one can understand.
I have to be me,
before there is ever an us.
But..
there is an us,
whether I like it or not.
I love him.
This instance is only part of it.
There is so much more to this story that I cannot say.
I do not believe in fairy book endings.
Or that movies can be played out in everyday life.

Without these things,
you cannot have a relationship at all.
Trust.
True happiness. (HA!)
Honesty.
But most of all.
Compatibility.

God bless EHarmony fags.

Oh how I love you,
but we cannot be.
No worries, my love.
There are plenty of fish in the sea.
One day,
someday,
you will forgive me.

2 comments:

Zach said...

I refuse to accept any thing you write unless you can say it to my face. You know this. You've already left me in two ways. Physically and in our relationship. I even agreed that you were letting me go in our IM session that once. But Goddam it, I don't think you understand yourself most of all in all of this.
I'm me and I'm the guy you want me to be. I can be 'me' in any role. I make it my own. I'm the one who was making himself into someone else. Even though I did, I never lost myself in that person. I love you for who ever you want to be. Did that ever occur to you? Did ever occur to you that I loved you no matter who you pretended to be?
And all this "i want to live my life the way I imagined it" Who the hell says you can't? I never held you back from anything you've ever wanted to do. Not intentionally or conscientiously. You can party, you can drink, smoke, flirt, what ever. I just wanted to be the man that you loved when you came home. Hell, I'd RATHER be the one partying with you. I'm not the kind of person that couldn't adjust to your lifestyle and wants or needs.
If you ever leave me, I know that you're going to regret it. I'm not being egotistical or full of myself. I know you pretty well. You want a family. And I could give that to you... the best way I know how... Not right now. I couldn't. I can't. I have too much life to live and too short a time to do it. It's just... I'd rather know, that when I was done being stupid and adventurous, that I had someone to love me when I was done.
You 'pretending' to be what I wanted and needed... hasn't helped me develop for someone else. It's made me accustomed to you. You have changed me for you, and I'm specifically tailored to you. I'm broke for everyone else. I'm yours. You haven't really hurt me until you don't want me. Because then I'm no good. I can't help anyone, hell I can't even help myself honestly...

And it makes me furious for the fact that we go so well together, and you would have the balls to deny us a real chance. My mother. Before you, she's the only person I EVER needed approval from. She means a lot to me. More than you in some areas, but honestly a lot less in MANY MANY areas. My mother LIKES you. She's never liked anyone ever that I've seen. My friends, and Family LIKE you. That means so much to me it's insane. I know what you mean most of the time because, Baby, I feel the same. I feel like you do inside, I hurt like you do, love like you do. You're extension of my physical and mental being. We go so well together... and it makes me sad that even you said this, but refuse it all together...

I need you. But not for me so much as you. You never really depend on anyone but yourself...and you like having people need you. It's a maternal thing. Another thing you were meant to be by creation, and you embrace this...

You've been trying to figure me out for so long... really there isn;t much to me. Not 'ME' Anyway. the real me is small half alive core, that is surrounded by... clay or a canvas. I see someone who needs something, someone, some experience to be happy. And I change myself to that persons inner desires and needs. And That doesn't mean it's not me, but me inside of this shell. And You've fallen in love with my core... the shell, was just a mirror... too fragile to keep you out. But for a while it was strong. Then you stepped around it and never even knew it. I am You. I'm what is good for your soul, and your heart. But that is only my shell. You weren't supposed to find what little bit of 'me' that lie hidden in the mirror...

I never gave you anything you didn't already have or knew you already wanted...

My other big problem with this is... I loved you from the first time... I don't know why... Maybe the same reason... I'm not sure. But I am sure my feelings haven't changed, and will continue to not change for the worse. If anything they will get bigger and stronger.

I forgave you, your first trespass...
Your second...
And now your third...
I suppose I'll stop forgiving you when we run out of numbers... You deserve to do what makes you happy. But distancing yourself from me.. doesn't seem to make you happy and it makes me want to forget that you are trying to. I'm already killing myself over you, under you, for you, inside of you... You love me, and you're letting me go... but I fly right back every time... When will my wings give out and I fall to my death?

I am NOT giving you up. Even if you give up on me. I forgive you for only being as strong as you are... because you didn't do anything wrong... I love you.

Zach said...

Also thanks, I haven't slept a wink and I have to be up in 3 hours. :/ You're lucky I love you or I'd be mad.