no (copy)cat

I decided not to get a pet afterall.
I'm not always at home, and not that they allow pit bulls in a condo.


Fashionably I could say having pets make me look like Paris Hilton, but stuffing that big agenda into my pocket would dismiss any suggestion that I'm actually over you and I care when you name your pets my name (but still. Damn it, Captain!).

Why why why why why why.
Do you still think of me?

Godzillion years has passed between us.
And it should remain dead.

You're a master in pulling the strings to my emotions.
But I'm no slave of yours, and I will not pull it back.

So there goes cute litter boxes. Ha!

blink

blink 182?

ridiculous.
it only took you a blink to get me off your system and now you're naming your pets (with variations) of my name?

I take in consolation that you still weep for me.
but still its so wrong seeing my name on the tiny tombstones with the letter R.I.P.

this calls for revenge.

please stop

I can't stand the way you look at me.

The eyes, I can't even tell:
Is it guilt, or is it pleasure seeing me so tormented?

I want to so much tell you how happy I am with my Baby, but you wouldn't just listen, would you?
Captain, why go on telling yours?

Thank God for Ray-bans.

anomaly

I didn't stomp on the grounds, nor did I spit on it.
What a waste of my good cells for such a godforsaken place.

The place where I got bruised and raped.
Where I got my first kiss and my heart broken.
I saw my handwriting on the wall that says: If its not that painful anymore -circa 1998

Even if its not painful, I'm surprised that it isn't, but I don't worship the grounds which you and I used to tromp upon, dear Captain.

I'm not in love with you anymore.
And if there's anything more hurtful than being reminded that I was, nothing will ever be.

suicide note

I'll kill this self.
The innocent self that loved to the grim of death, the captain of doom.
That I sold my soul to the devil.
Raped, molested and pleasure of lust for a white wings of the high and mighty.
Where I'll never belong.

I'll kill this self.
The tormented self, broken to the brim of insanity and picked by the merciful angel.
Pure and sweet, your royal highness for you everything I bestow.
Greed and vengeance had taken its toll on the mistaken victim.
I shan't be forgiven.

I'll kill this self.
The spiteful self, the mourning and grieving.
I'm lost in space, and you're the sun of my universe.

I'll kill them all but the sun. But the sun shines on me. But the sun.
Where no darkness reigns.