Life… is like a box of chocolates - a cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that no one ever asks for, unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So, you’re stuck with mostly undefinable whipped mint crap, mindlessly wolfed down when there’s nothing else to eat while you’re watching the game. Sure, once is a while you get a peanut butter cup or an English toffee but it’s gone too fast and the taste is fleeting. In the end, you are left with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts, which, if you are desperate enough to eat, leaves nothing but an empty box of useless brown paper.
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well said.
— The X-files.
hmm. i thought u didnt want to be straight because of the break up with gf ( the first love thingy ) but now i strongly believe that what happened between you and your bro when you’re six is what making you’re afraid to be with guys. i may not know exactly what happened but obviously you’re still haunted by it and i cant blame you for being a lesbian. i would have done the same too if i were you. you feel safe around women.
And plus if you had accepted the request to hang out with me i would have told you something about me that may make your view towards me a little bit different. Hmm but yea i can see that you’re not interested to find out.
Anyways , your mum , a very sweet lady by the way, have been your pillar of strength all your life. usually that pillar is a man but yours is a lady. so yea. you seem to be very angry at your dad and your big bro anyways. the two men in your life that could have been your pillar of strength. this part here is crucial. yea yea faham2 uh sendiri.
And now you’re angry at me. That’s the last feeling i want you to have towards me. Annoyed at me? Yea maybe. Angry? Shouldnt have been.
uhhhh k aku malas uh nak continue. i thought being nice and caring is a good thing. this is what happened when ur too nice i guess. people starts questioning your sincerity , like ur bestie. fuck it la. god have fulfilled the gay community’s prayers. im out.
And well, I ADMIT WHAT I TYPED OUT ABOVE MAY BE WRONG though. Im not a pyschologist. fuck this shit.
argued with quite a number of lesbian yesterday. ive got a feeling that they want to kill me or something because they know im right and they are freaking wrong.
ive been rejecting a lot of girls’ advances and cant go out with them as i keep thinking of you. shucks.
Somehow i knew you will get busy and start to ignore me. Not replying facebook messages. Not even telling me your Mother Tongue results and not telling me how your liver test went. Caring for someone is very tough work.
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Dear guy in the mirror,
You really disappoint me. You suck.
Fifiq Oi
I did tumblr because someone told me to. The end.