bottled up thoughts in maroon and yellow

Fuming, whenever I see her. Hurt whenever I hear him. I’m at the disposable of that couple I have no respect for. Sadly we think we have a relationship. Just half an hour in that place, with you and silence would mean the world. Unfortunately it’s not possible. The tears that you almost brought out, a dozen times, if only you knew. It wasn’t like I never tried to say. Anger never got the better of us. Trying to keep in mind, two wrongs don’t make one right, yet just dying to do the exact opposite. Yes, you’re the torn in my flesh, the attraction of obscenity, un-release-able strong hold, un-denial-ably my blood. Today I felt pretty bad cos the girls came to my house and I was a temperamental host. Yea it sucks. We baked cookies, didn’t turn out the way we expected but it was quite nice. Edible okay! Haha. And we watched two movies. The 88.3 thingy, www.miw.com.sg sucks. So unsatisfied with my presentation of myself yet my tech savvy-not brain is clueless regarding how to change it. Sigh, too late to regret.