My first fuck 1/2

Dec 16, 2006 00:46

OoOoh betchu wanna read that wouldnt yeah?
Cheaa Right, sucha jerk, gosh!

My first fuck is funny, but it was okay. It was nutrual, but it wasn't like I was reborn. It's funny how you can have a conversation with a friend about sex that you had with someone. Does it feel weird? Nope, just funny.

Yeah, your that special one I'm talking about. When two people become intertwine, it's like the sweet golden sun coming up again. It almost feels like you were reborn again because you never felt that special moment with anyone. Yet, it makes you ponder, it makes you wanna know who that person is that made me feel this way.

I'm funny, because, not too many can get into my world. You wish you can view my world, maybe not even view it, practically get in it, but it's the matter of the fact that I won't let you in, kills you.

I'm not that easy as you think, you may think I can be persuaded, but I'm not. You have waited in those trees long enough that you think you caught me, but yet you fail. When I look at you, your like a deer in head lights. I can stun you so bad you wouldn't even know what hit you.

You say, I'm beautiful? That I'm smart, I bet you think my assets were hot too, but you wouldnt know what to do if you had me around you, wouldn't you?

Enough of that...

This year is going to be the first year that I'm not going to be with anyone and for the first time, it feels weird. It feels like I'm missing something. Even though, I do miss that someone, I don't miss them enough to take them back. That person has made a very big impact on my life that I could never forget them. Even though they do hate me so they say, but honestly, I don't believe that. To go on, my holidays have been sadden, I don't know what christmas brings, but yet I'm scared, just a little. Don't ask me why, I'm just scared.

Everyday I wake up and I wake with emotions of joy but sadness of all the things that I've walked away from. I had no choice, I needed a wake up call. My alarm clock went off in my head, and damn, that woke me the fuck up.

Yet, I'm not looking, but then I am, I'm confused. Im in the mist of all this energy, the cause of karma struck me this summer, and yet I laugh at that. I rarely have time to draw anymore, or write, I still try to make time.

I'm getting tired of working, and I barely get much sleep. I'm never home, I just choose not to be. Theres nothing wrong with my house, it's just, when I have a chance, and when I have money, I'm on the go, and you can't stop me.

Sunday, I made a date to clean my room, it looks like a bum is staying there, so many bags everywhere.

Soon, my parents are moving, and I'm going with them. I need to start off fresh. I want a brand new room, and I want to paint it green and I want to have matching bed sheets and a dark green comforter. ( don't know if I spelled it right)

I lost my training of thought..i'll be back to type more later....
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