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Wednesday, December 12, 2007
this entry should deservedly effuse happiness and excitement,and it takes those souls who're most deficient in cranal juices to not comprehend why,especially after what was a memorable trip to malacca.
regretfully,the initial enthusiasm i had has dissipated,leaving behind a searing heat that's grilling me relentlessly and savagely ever since i,both intentionally and otherwise,stumbled upon his blog.
i'll be relegatin myself to the humiliatin caste of a morally awry being by passing such derogatory remarks that're diffusin such causticity,but my pandora's box of emotions has been brusquely pried open.
i just cant fathom how such an ostensibly frivolous gallivant can even successfully trespass the sacramental realms of the most intricate and unadulterated expression called love,when the fundamental element of unprofanity in love has been severely compromised by his glarin flippancy.


g says:
hmmm y u wish u nv saw my profile

if being lost means never knowing how it feels without u says:
then i wouldnt have seen his blog

and i wont be doused in uncertainty and misery over being a subsidiary in ur relationship.



im clearly chewin on dreadfully sour grapes,as much as i know im essentially an unwelcomed intruder in ur sacromatic relationship which im starkly reminded of by the most innocent of gestures such as u sendin him a text message,which's frighteningly sufficient at wearin down my resistance to such vulnerability.

a relationship isnt defined by one serpentine party(him) extortin copious amounts of ur time and presence by passin some whimsical pretext.and the genuity of a relationship that's built on an overwhelmin feelin of indebtedness is highly questionable.

the love that i have,
do u not see it,or do u not want it?