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Wednesday, April 4, 2007


   Sorry I haven't been on lately!!
I'm so sorry I haven't been on or visited you guys in a while TT.TT!! My absense wasn't planned, I promise; I just stopped using the computer and got caught up in school stuff and my writing and have only had time to occassionally check my e-mails and pms...

I'm doing pretty good. Monday was craptastic: 'i woke up inn low spirits, refused to stay down and cheered myself up, got to school and had a bucket poured on my mood almost instantly. Everyone was so depressed and I just got tired of listening to problems from ppl who only talk to me when they're depressed. I listen to my friend's problems happily, people's problems...? I will, but not on a daily basis. Especially when they begin to believe that I have to.

And a certain person that I have written about for ages who got a girlfriend that dumped him before spring break and I just recently forced myself to get over suddenly likes me (Not Alan). I don't buy it or get it. Why would this come out of the blue? Yes, he's a really good friend of mine, and no he doesn't treat me bad in any sort of way (unless you count play-fights I start), and no, I'm not reacting to him in any sort of way except as I would to friend, and yes, despite how long I liked him and how much I still care, I'm not sure if I can like him that way again. I've just gotten used to the pain felt whenever I think of him and the sense of duty to keep away and make sure I don't unintentionally interefere with his love-life that I have never had hopes of partaking in. So, pointe blanc, it's weird for the object of my affection to suddenly return feelings I'd condemned as unrequited and hopeless. How the heck am I supposed to like him again after it hurt so much to let go of the only feelings close to love I'd felt in so long? And having Alan cheat on me doesn't really boost my confidence either; I know it's just him and it's his loss, but...it doesn't really matter when it comes to emotions. I won't go back to him, though; someone said, "Do you think he'd take you back if he really hadn't cheated?" I answered, "I won't go back to him. I'd just feel paranoid and everything he'd do would remind me of the reason I broke up with him." Everything he does still reminds me of it all, but I just pretend I don't feel anything and await the day that this torture will make me stronger.

And here's another poem for y'all in apology for my looong rant-post ^_^!! It's not that good, but it was eleven o'clock at night and I wrote this to clear my head from writing another poem, so yeah...

Karma

When tears stain my cheeks from endless crying
And I'm struggling and struggling simply to survive
Who do I blame?
Who do I scream and shout at?
Who do I build voodoo dolls of and stab at with thumb tacks,
Cursing their name,
Cursing their future,
Cursing all they achieve at and all that jazz?
Normally I'd say the one my internal demon keeps cursing,
That they're the ones I should aim my frutration at,
But I don't, for a very simple reason.
I don't trust my temper
And there's a much easier way to go about it,
All the while causing even more pain.
It requires no screaming,
No shouting,
No voodoo dolls,
No stabbing,
And no cursing!
Let it all go until it's past
And just wait:
Karma will bite them in the ass.
Not very relieving,
But it sure hurts more than thumbtacks.
~Bianca A

Pardon if it was offensive or volgar or offended any personal tastes in any form. It's mine. No copy-pasting without my permission, gracias.

ja ne!
~Kyra

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