Thursday, December 28, 2006
菊花灿烂地烧.
你的笑容已泛黄.
花落人断肠我心事静静躺.
被风乱也微摇.
你的影子剪不断.
独留我孤单在湖面神伤.
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so if you have read my previous entry.
i don't know what i am up to.but i am trying to
resist the urge to reply.to that sms.to that call.to everything that this particular person has sent ;or called me for.
no it is not the incubus.
reason to which :
the playing is too close to home. and i know
what it feels like to be on the other end of the spectrum. where by , your spouse is playing on you.
you're wearing the green hat. if you get what i mean.
oh yes.
i have grown up. in some
sick ; wierd and queer manner. but yes. i am sick and tired
of all these little playing games.so what if i really do like her. she's taken and my hands should stay off her. for she is taken.
this conversation between morals and ethics will go on forever. the debating of morals and ethics
have not stopped since socrates and plato's time ; so why would it now. right ?
oh people. my eyes were set were set on her
the first time when they were laid on her. there is something about her i can't quite express.
its this aura she brings out. she's different from anyone i've met. her intelligence level is pretty much towards the 'high' side.
her standard of english is what i call ; my kinda thing. words flow out of her mouth. they don't come out. they flow out.
there is a difference. she walks the same way as i do.
we all know what that strut means.
the similarity scares me. in short ,
she does things that i would want in a girlfriend. a
real potential one. but ; i know
she is taken. my hands should stay off. even though she does state that
'things are dfferent' between her other half and her.
its still some what wrong. to that an sms from her just arrived.
so hail my tempatations for i will reply.nothing more then to assure ;nothing more will take place.
in hope.
kaaye\.- the nonsese of life ;the essence of being.
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