Saturday, June 30, 2012

Ah, Saturday. I don't get you.

If you don't want me to get away from you, give me something to hold on to. Let me keep something as proof of my feelings for you not being wasted away.
I want you. Over everybody else.
But I'm human. I'm not getting any younger.
Mau.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Some other times...

I feel inadequate for not being able to offer you a cool lifestyle. If I could, I would fucking cover your tuition fees. I wish I could offer you a life full of stability and excitement, instead of uncertainty.
Give me one year...
Just one year.
I really love you to bits.

"Did you forget? I'm a heartless wretch!"

Sometimes, I really wish you didn't tell me things.
Sometimes, I really wish you would just shut up and not ruin whatever bit of happiness I get from seeing you.
mau

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Mau

Stop giving yourself out in such a stupid manner.

"Stay where you belong: In my memories."

Ah, people.
You were once my past. And I enjoyed it about as much as you did. But I think I did more for you. I forget why we lost ties. I might've been pushed away. But this I can't say for sure. I don't remember.
I'm glad you've thought of me. However, I'm not all that sure about you wanting to have such a risky influence in your life.
But it's your call. I haven't changed much, as far as I know.
That being said, a memory of a lustful person can't be too helpful.
That can go either way, I guess.
Hah, "lust". I never thought I would use that word.

Espantalho.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Sleep, mau.

Mau:
Sleep well, with the security of knowing that you are cut out to be powerful. Your body is the biggest gift you could have ever received. Your strength, your intelligence, those are the things stories are made of.
Go out and wreck it all. Then build it back up. I know you can do it.
Sleep well.

Monday, June 11, 2012

Mau, you love watching movies.

Just today I've come to understand why that's the case. I love being told incredible stories. I like to see a story develop in front of my eyes. I like listening to stories of heroes triumphing over evil and coming out on top of every obstacle that pops up on their way.
I can be one of them.
Mau, shut up and go to sleep.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

I just wanna say

that it makes me very happy that you trust me.

Ah, an empty chest.

I was on meds for a while, and it really made life drag. Unfortunately, it didn't just make it drag: it made more succeptible to whatever is going on. It made me sad to see that people whom are younger than me have achieved more than I could, even in terms of the friendship of the beautiful girl I fell for. 24 years, three countries, two languages, and what can I do with that? I can barely pay my bills.

I feel a hole in my chest. It's like if all of my insides had been pulled out and I had been stuffed with a handful of dry leaves. When I move, I feel the leaves making noise, and the air in my chest... this feeling of emptyness that seems like only her company would fill up.
I need to find my space in life. If life was clearer... I mean, if there was a sign where it said "Mau, stay here, this is the empty spot that you should be in". It would make life more understandable for a person with a dull understanding of people like me.
 I feel inadequate. When she feels unhappy, I feel useless.
I drew on my arm because I just couldn't get you off my mind. Because I only seem able to communicate effectively what I feel for you in terms of art.
What I want is a meaninful message with three words in it.