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Monday, September 8, 2008


I'm sick and tired of writing songs about you.
I have Disturbia stuck in my head.'''-___-
Damn that Rihanna.

It was a very uneventful day today, thank God. No drama, no trauma. Mostly just head-aches and misery. Nothing to report on.
Poor Dean was still feeling sick from Friday, when he ate those radioactive pickles from Burger King. I really ought to sue those bastards. Not that I'm really all that desperate for revenge or anything. I just need the money. Then again, so does Dean. Unless he goes into a coma or something, we'll probably split it.
Oh. And anime club is tomorrow. ^^ WHEEEEEEEEE!!
I get to see Aquia and Natalie again! Can't wait!

Oh. And about yesterdays poem?
Well, as you all could probably tell, I spent the entire weekend feeling like a whore. Dean's whore, actually. '''-__- Yeahhh, it's complicated, but the short and short of it is, I have become something that I swore to God and myself that I would NEVER become: a friend with benefits. And it's driving me insane.'''-__- Seriously. For one thing, I CANNOT take being "just friends" with somebody who I like so bloody much.
For another, I can't take being physically loved by someone I'm not dating without feeling like I'm being used. I'm just too fragile for that.
*sigh*
Yet, when Dean doesn't do anything with me, I end up feeling all neglected and freak out that maybe he doesn't like me anymore. Oy. '-__- So, basically, I'm a complete masochist when it comes to this shit. I just refuse to be pleased.
But... That's basically it.
ily

Love, Belinda

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