
Your history is mine
sábado, 10 de julho de 2010 @ 23:23
I don't know exactly how to start this. Because what I'm going to write, I can't handle writing on my own language; so I'd rather use someone else's.
I'm not a dumb. I'm not a victim, neither a villain. I'm a girl. And I have feelings, shameful I'm not filled with good feelings all the time. I'm allowed to feel the bad ones too. A lot. That's how I am, I'm furious, I'm angry, I'm yellie and bully. But these are just my imperfections. And you told me this was what made me perfect for you. My imperfections.
And don't get cocky, you're just as defective as I am. There's a bunch of things about you that I couldn't bear in any other person, but you're not anyone.
But let's think straight. Who's perfect? I'm not. You're not. The whole world also isn't, so... What are we doing, exactly?
You know my good side. Everyone has one and I've shown mine to you in a way I've never done to anyone else.
I did not want to take a break. I did not want to break up. I did not want us to split at all.
I was just... Annoyed by something I don't know what. I get annoyed sometimes, because I'm a human being, not a saint or a robot. I may not be the perfect model of a girlfriend for ya, but I love you. And I did everything I could to make it clear for you. Don't act like I didn't. Don't justify your failures and weaknesses with my failures and weaknesses.
Don't come over and say in my face that you fell in love with someone else because I was being a bitch and couldn't give you what you wanted. This is not true. You're just covering your dirt in a very coward way.
Be a man. Just for now.
Tell me: I fell in love for someone else because I'm weak. I can't resist to any good feelings I may have for other people. I don't know how to manage this, I'm young and stupid.
This, this is the truth. I would accept this, because this is what you are. Young and stupid. Just like me, for being on this huge suffer because of a shitty asshole that barely can handle with his own feelings.
I can't stop thinking about you. Not for one minute, not at all. You're in everywhere I go, everything I do. Every hour of my day, in each part of me. This is so lame, but it's the truth. I can't stop remembering the good stuff we did together, the great couple we were. I was completely used to you, I'm still waiting for your call, your message, you popping up and saying "Hey there girlfriend". Can't you just remember of all these good stuff?
Why can't you just be satisfied in loving me? Only me, like you used to do.
You know me. I'm all yours, do you really think it's gonna be so good with someone else? Do you think that someone else will treat you like I did?
I can't be perfect, but of all my boyfriends, I treated you like a king or something. I know I deserve a second chance. Why are you giving up of me so easily?
Is this new person thaaaaaat better than me? Is possible that you can't even think about me in one minute of your day? How can someone change SO FAST like you did? You used to love me, remember? Are you a changeman or what? Because I'm still here, you big fat liar! My feelings are real! Don't treat me like a meaningless relationship that you can pretend never happened. You jerk.
You know... You say you'll never be like your mother, but you are
just like her.
You hurt people just to get what you want.
I'm so disappointed on you.
I'm pretty sure 90% of all my sadness is about this. You proved me wrong. You're not what you painted to be. You were faking all the time. Moron. I can't belive I fell for you, can't belive I gave my heart to you. And I was so careful...
But now I learn my lesson. I will never trust you again.
You're dead to me.
Marcadores: Whatever


Your history is mine
sábado, 10 de julho de 2010 @ 23:23
I don't know exactly how to start this. Because what I'm going to write, I can't handle writing on my own language; so I'd rather use someone else's.
I'm not a dumb. I'm not a victim, neither a villain. I'm a girl. And I have feelings, shameful I'm not filled with good feelings all the time. I'm allowed to feel the bad ones too. A lot. That's how I am, I'm furious, I'm angry, I'm yellie and bully. But these are just my imperfections. And you told me this was what made me perfect for you. My imperfections.
And don't get cocky, you're just as defective as I am. There's a bunch of things about you that I couldn't bear in any other person, but you're not anyone.
But let's think straight. Who's perfect? I'm not. You're not. The whole world also isn't, so... What are we doing, exactly?
You know my good side. Everyone has one and I've shown mine to you in a way I've never done to anyone else.
I did not want to take a break. I did not want to break up. I did not want us to split at all.
I was just... Annoyed by something I don't know what. I get annoyed sometimes, because I'm a human being, not a saint or a robot. I may not be the perfect model of a girlfriend for ya, but I love you. And I did everything I could to make it clear for you. Don't act like I didn't. Don't justify your failures and weaknesses with my failures and weaknesses.
Don't come over and say in my face that you fell in love with someone else because I was being a bitch and couldn't give you what you wanted. This is not true. You're just covering your dirt in a very coward way.
Be a man. Just for now.
Tell me: I fell in love for someone else because I'm weak. I can't resist to any good feelings I may have for other people. I don't know how to manage this, I'm young and stupid.
This, this is the truth. I would accept this, because this is what you are. Young and stupid. Just like me, for being on this huge suffer because of a shitty asshole that barely can handle with his own feelings.
I can't stop thinking about you. Not for one minute, not at all. You're in everywhere I go, everything I do. Every hour of my day, in each part of me. This is so lame, but it's the truth. I can't stop remembering the good stuff we did together, the great couple we were. I was completely used to you, I'm still waiting for your call, your message, you popping up and saying "Hey there girlfriend". Can't you just remember of all these good stuff?
Why can't you just be satisfied in loving me? Only me, like you used to do.
You know me. I'm all yours, do you really think it's gonna be so good with someone else? Do you think that someone else will treat you like I did?
I can't be perfect, but of all my boyfriends, I treated you like a king or something. I know I deserve a second chance. Why are you giving up of me so easily?
Is this new person thaaaaaat better than me? Is possible that you can't even think about me in one minute of your day? How can someone change SO FAST like you did? You used to love me, remember? Are you a changeman or what? Because I'm still here, you big fat liar! My feelings are real! Don't treat me like a meaningless relationship that you can pretend never happened. You jerk.
You know... You say you'll never be like your mother, but you are
just like her.
You hurt people just to get what you want.
I'm so disappointed on you.
I'm pretty sure 90% of all my sadness is about this. You proved me wrong. You're not what you painted to be. You were faking all the time. Moron. I can't belive I fell for you, can't belive I gave my heart to you. And I was so careful...
But now I learn my lesson. I will never trust you again.
You're dead to me.
Marcadores: Whatever

Tudo a meu respeito
Go kick it in the butt, GO KICK IT IN THE!

The S. P. Y. that I loved, I chase her Day and night
As if I could catch her, she can’t be caught. Though I stick with her like a shadow
The S. P. Y. that I loved, I chase her Day and night
I become breathless, the moment I aim at her
I got you little runaway
The thrilling story of a lifetime will come to its highlight now
Instinctively I turned the wheel, it should answer everything. Take hold of it and step on it. Try going till the very end
It’s no use trying to avoid my trap, I’ve caught you baby
The taste of those hands is so electrifying. This is so alive.
The S. P. Y. that I loved, I chase her Day and night
As if I could catch her, she can’t be caught. Though I stick with her like a shadow
The S. P. Y. that I loved, I chase her Day and night
I become breathless, the moment I aim at her
As I looked for the gold finger, I got into a movie-like chasing
The blockbuster of chasing after chasing as we play with each other, mock at each other
If I closed the long distance with that tail, just stop now and
Now one two one two, Let’s go, go!
Doo Roo Roo Doo (
Go kick it in the butt! Go kick it in the!)
Doo Roo Roo Doo (Go kick it in the butt! Go kick it in the!)
