bittersweet

I have the weirdest titles but I’m pretty sure you guys get the connection anyway.

However, this title is exactly the opposite of what this entry is all about.

… because it’s the most wonderful thing, really. I kept raving about it the afternoon after. And there are some things that I just can’t say ’cause I’m afraid that I might ruin it all.

But I want to, obviously.

Then, I can’t.

So why am I even blogging about this?

Because I have hangovers.

It’s the most addicting drug, really. I should go into rehab. Or not.

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I’m scared for myself again. I told myself that I won’t fall into the same trap anymore but I just can’t help it.

‘Cause it was just so wonderful. ‘Cause he’s just so wonderful. ‘Cause this is just so wonderful… And I find myself wishing that wonderful would be forever. Then again, there is no such thing as forever and wishing it to be so would just make it nonexistent.

Then I find myself wishing that I hadn’t been so redundant. I’ve been talking about this the past few days and I just can’t seem to shut up. So maybe it is better to pretend that it didn’t happen because doing so will give me the peace of mind that I need.

But then again, I’d rather have something fleeting and real than constant and mediocre.

Oh geez, I can’t make up my mind now… and I’m talking troll!!!

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Is it really true that there are things better left unsaid? Enlighten me.