Actually no, I’m gonna make this quick because I gotta pee and get ready for work. Actually… hold on, gonna pee first- Bah, fuck I’ll just type this in the bathroom.
Updates on my life:
Going back for Muay Thai next week. I’m nervous and my muscles are already aching just thinking about it. It’s like being recalled for reservice/the army… The thought makes me restless.
Losing track of time, is it really thursday, or am I imagining things and it’s actually wednesday!? To live life when dates and time don’t matter… not quite a luxury, more of a paranoiac confusion.
I wonder if wordpress is the only place I can express myself without having people I personally know find out my INNER MOST DARKEST SECRETS *cue dramatic music*. Hahaha, no…. I need a place to rant. I think I’m starting to mess up my feelings and misunderstanding one for another. Like when you can’t tell lust from like/love, or hate from avoidance. When you feel like your heart and everything inside it is being split into multiple parts, given away like free cupcakes.
My heart is like a bad sample cupcake. Given to someone who has taken a piece of it, return it, then have me pass it on to someone else who does the same thing. I think, in this world there are only a few people who have a piece of my heart… wish they’d give it back. Yeah.. I’d really like it if someone would actually keep the whole cupcake to themselves rather than have it passed on. Losing yourself to one person is easier than losing yourself to a thousand people, it’s easier to know who that one person is if I’d like to retrieve my cupcake- I mean heart, rather than try to recall and keep track of the thousand other people.
I feel like I’ve been a game lately, a one-sided game. It has only one rule: First to fall in love loses.

