I will...

I will live
I will die.
I will laugh
I will cry.
But i won't wait for you again
In the rain
Like i did last night.
Goodbye.

Sunday, 31 May 2009

IDIOT!

So, i think it has been made official that i am the stupidest person EVER when it comes to talking to guys! I'm at my local salon getting my hair done (which looks fabulous by the way) and the hairdresser (who is extremely hot. Seriously the hottest guy i have met since him) starts talking to me. We're getting along fine when he asks me if i like football. I said no but that i get forced to watch it since i know a lot of people who love it. Anyways the conversation went to another subject i got some words wrong and phrased some things that made me look like a complete idiot judging by his look but we laughed it off when i managed a coherent sentence and said what i actually meant. Phew! but it doesn't make me any less stupid!! Ah well laugh it off eh? I am supposed to be getting some sleep/revision time in but i can't sleep or be bothered to revise which is why i took the time to fill you in on my utter lack of being cool. Hope you all have better luck chatting to the person you fancy!

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poetry of the damned


It's not fair.
I don't know who i am.
Why do i feel this way?
I'm never able to be myself. Not really.
There's always a piece locked away.
A secret i won't ever say.
A lie i'll never reveal.
I made a mistake. It cost me everything.
I'll never be the same again.
No one knows who i really am.
He thought he knew me, but he didn't.
She thought she saw me, but she didn't.
What they thought they knew and saw was a shadow of what was real.
Of what i really feel.
I'll never fit in. I'm an outsider. For that i thank God everyday!
Who wants to be cool when that includes getting drunk, smoking and screwing around?
But why does being an outsider have to be so hard?
I am different. More different than you know.
That's the point really... You will never know. Because i will never tell.

untitled


perseverance is what they say my strength is
They must be right
because i got hurt again tonight
Yet i'm still ready to love
Rebound is my second name
But not in the way you might think
I wish i could hate you
But i don't have the strength
One day my heart will not be able to hold on anymore
will not react to heartbreak with immunity
i think today is that day.