bittersweet

I want to study the psychology behind trauma and the healing process. Lord knows I need it.

You don’t understand, do you? Trusting was never a problem. You’re a very bad liar and my intuion’s just insane like that.

What I don’t want is not being able to control you and predetermine your moves. And I’m twisted like that, I guess.

I don’t want you seeing ghosts and corpses, especially those I’ve killed. Winning means moving away from all of this, don’t you see?

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Sometimes it disturbs me how my life turned out to be, how cliche it is  and how meaningless and empty it is at times.

I still am aiming for world domination but growing up just makes me realize how harder and how bigger the world really is.

I’m supposed to be doing my comparative literature anthology critical introduction.

Yet I’m here.

Ooooh because it’s new and it’s fun
Recently found out that Gelo resurrected his old blog. I miss his old posts there. Especially those about me, of course. But I guess it was for the better that he killed his old blog. I mean, I really don’t want to know his sentiments about exes and shizz.

Same goes for me, I guess.

Okay I consider Gelo as my first serious relationship but let’s face it, he wasn’t the first boy I was romantic with.

There’s… and… and…

And even when I met Gelo already, there’s…

But let’s not go there. The important thing is we’re together and I won’t exchange him for anything/anyone else.

Yes, I’m pretty proud of the fact that we held on for this long. I consider it an achievement that I’m his longest relationship. (period, really)

It’s a kind of achievement that gives you a fulfillment that no grade can ever can.

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It’s life, really. It’s more important.