Wednesday, January 2, 2008

*scribbles*

Recently I’m getting more emotional over petty things. Perhaps spending too much time working isn’t such a good idea. Funny thoughts seem to attack me most often when I’m sick or tired. –Working, but dreaming of you-

I’m beginning to understand myself. I’m not lack of love –an excuse that I give to myself when I’m sad- but instead, I actually have too much love from everybody. I admit that I like the attention but when the love turns into possession, I’ll freak out and run. I know I’m selfish, selfish to ask for so much and yet, giving in so little. Sorry my dear, I’m just not ready to be called as yours. I wish for your care, your concern, your love; but I hate to be controlled. I ran across an article on the net which reflects my feelings well.

“Abusive behavior comes in many forms. There's physical abuse where someone hits, slaps or shoves you. A verbally abusive partner degrades you with harsh words and insults. And the most difficult to identify and pinpoint: psychological abuse. This form of abuse can involve overly controlling behavior, emotional blackmail, and episodes of extreme jealousy. If your partner engages in any of the above behavior, don't just walk -- run from the relationship.”
I believe this is true because it is what I felt.

You might think that I’m still the flirt who seeks for attention, the idiot who does not care for others’ feelings, the bitch who cling onto guys; but I’ve never complained. Perhaps I really did give such an impression to most people, but what I did was just joking around. I’ve never intended any harm to anyone, or even, to you. Perhaps, I went overboard with my jokes and I gave the wrong signal to the guys. I apologize sincerely.

-Never wanted to snatch your friends
-Never wanted to make you sad

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-Perhaps, what I wished for was only care and concern-
-I still enjoy freedom-
-Possession is NOT Love-

-Emo.QueeN-

I am Sleepyhead
Age : 90
Location : Ipoh
Occupation : part-time sales staff, full time slacker
Hobby : act blur, *pokes*, *bite* ppl

Em0tiONs-`y0uWEreNev3RtHeREwHeNiNeEd3dY0urL0vE
Sometimes, I do wonder how you define LOVE?
My definition :-
It is love when I feel happy to see you smile.
It is love when you keep appearing in my mind.
It is love when I'm willing to do just everything for you.
It is love when you say you love me, and tears start forming in my eyes.
It is love when I start to feel weird without you.
It is love when I am willing to let you go for your happiness.
It is love when we can understand each other without having to say much.
What about your definition?