sweet beguiling fantasies;

Friday, February 02, 2007

Tempers flare!

whatever i would give to extricate myself from this entangled web.

how i wish we could be at ease again.

i didnt know that you would take it so seriously.

But one thing is for sure. im not gonna be the one who's gonna apologise.

If you're in the game of muteness, i'll just play along.

if you thought my patience was tested there only, i plead

you to think again.

1) if im slighted by the very sight of you,

2) if i dislike talking to you,

3) if you have seen me rolling my eyes at you,

(which was kinda very obvious)

THAT means i do not acknowledge your existence at all.

you know, any soul, in the RIGHT state of mind, would comprehend

this fact. oh i forgot! you dont even have a soul. you're just a lump of mass

that roams about this earth ogling at anything and everything thats too sky high

for your status. what a burden to mother earth!

and then, you still got the cheeks to talk to me.

your effrontery manner of comportment leaves me in utter disgust.

wait a minute, why in the world am i dedicating two quarters of an entry for you?

you, who is not even a penny worth. oh boy oh boy i have three BEAUTIFUL words for u.

you can write this down on a piece of paper, frame it and then you can hang it around your

neck. if anything is gonna attract my attention, thats gonna be it! dear

comrades, this, if at all, is a significant moment in the history of mankind.

i declare this creature to be knighted in the name of barbarism. From today onwards, february the 2nd, you shall henceforth be called and come to be called, FIGLIO DI PUNTANA.

OH MY. look what posttraumatic stress disorder has did to me?

a clandestine affair;
8:34 PM