Claws out..

To whom it may concern…*yeay blogwar!*

I feel no pity for you whatsoever. It’s your own fault your family is distant and that people don’t like you is because the feeling is mutual you PHdumBprick! People tend to avoid being made to feel miserable, and they resent being manipulated. You are just simply an insecure insufferable FARKENDODO. And obviously because I am nobody to you, just opt out the serious wondering about no explanations given. Our last conversation was proof enough that you have negative effects on moi and your vile presence is detrimental to my well being. But hey! It’s obvious WHO has the numbers here >)

*fingersaults!*

And yeah~ oOh woe is you *faints* if your faith in humanity is zilch, nada *ahems* barely negligible. You think therefore you are???? ;) *sniggers* I am sure in your courses of study the phrase if achingly familiar? Go on hope about being bigger and better okay? Just because you have the bestest of intentions and no malicious intent does not make you any more superior than any of us idiot. Get down from that silly looking stool you’re riding as a horse! You might just hurt yourself again humpty dumpty. Then who shall save your cracked and witless ego ? I am sure many lar…just don’t count on the smartest ones to follow your lead *muahahaha*
BRING IT ON!! I like mine BIG, the bigger the better …and I don’t mean your dick.

So long PHDUMBprick! Till i actually care to speak to you ;)

stay sane,

amyemeelea

how do you heal a broken heart? its simple, easy and mess free...IF you'd be brutal about it. you just tell the would be left intended the obvious, "i met someone else". And if she truly loved you, she'd let you go. with all her heart and soul breaking into a million pieces, she would smile at you and understand that your hapiness is first and foremost.

she understands that no matter how she tries to manipulate her worldy charms on you, will come to naught but she still yearns in the meantime and long even to hear your voice. the blushing warmth your lingering peeks gives her, she will miss most of all. not to mention the rush of longing that chokes her heart everytime you kiss are now thoughts forbidden. lest the very act of thinking of you might just rupture her into the realm of only the saintliest would even dream of.

*prrftt*

so the forlorn and envious will take her tiny reluctnt steps away from you. praying and hoping in the quickest time to be furthest away from the one she has presented with her everything. she realises the chosen other will love you the way you will want her. be all that you hope for and more so she squeezes her being shut and first she wishes till she's breatheless then she acts extremely before she finally will breakfree from all the allusions she has been putting efforts in; how wishful now they are.

so yes, try it. you may suddenly be now free of a would be psycho if you make either last as long as the other. and man...you really won't want to piss hangerons if they are roughly i say into years in the relationship. trust me, its like pulling away a bandaid quick and wahlaaaah~!!! you'd be doing the one that gave you her all the mercy of time to recover and get back her lost years.

well she may turn cynical and twisted after that episode depending on the cuts she can show off for but all the more she's now of none of your concern. like i like to quote terror 2 who always has a knack of saying the most infuriating things while trying to escape my clutches of interogation, "DON'T KNOW. DON'T CARE."

so now for you boy, "KNOW. NEVERMIND."

for He is kind to all who still hopes :)

you did your part and then everyone just falls into place again. however how obtuse the angles of fate has a knack of turning corners and what you've lost is to be found where you seek. i once knew of one wise and cheekily rugged hunkerdooderdoo *haha* who cautioned me wisely of each actions one have to take. at the end of it all, no regrets bro...sail the seas and do without the unwanted sail. rip it and leave it as far back and set sail for your future. don't think and over analyse whether she lives or die, you have made that choice. so live it!

me? i hardly take my own advice actually *muahahaha* how would i heal a broken heart? well...the best way will still be as above. why heal when you made the choice NOT to heal right? just break it and be done with it lar. so next time.....i shall take my advise ehk?

be sane,
amyemeelea

imagine this..

you gaze into the horizon, the look in your face suggest serrenity and peace. what lurks behind the mirrors of your soul is glazed over revealing nothing.

she whispers in his ear, "This is the best day of my life dear." and offers her shyest smile, her cheeks gives hint of a blush of pleasure that makes her look like a cat full with cream. she licks her lips suggestively and he reponded with downcast eyes aiming her full lips. he reaches over to plant a kiss and nibbles on the bit of swollen flesh which is willing. he groaned satiedly with pleasure.

in his mind, beyond the grasp of rising desire rushing to his temples he sees a vision. the mist of melancholy clears and he's lulled back in her tight embrace. he blinks and pulls her closer and whispers into her hair which smells forbiddenly of lust, "and until forever ends, i will love you each day like this my sweet kismet."

yet the face was not hers. she of flesh and blood wilts in comparision to which that is her. his first love.

*crick crick crick*

and we wonder why we each burn with such passionate fevour at times when the truth eludes us beyond the reflections of our private thoughts. i will hate myself if i was her of flesh and blood but my soul would pray with silent hopefuls of forever to be her in his mind.

then to end the turmoil between my hate and loathesome envy...I'd kill him ten thousand times over with all that is within my capabilties, making sure he suffers, till he is merely just dusts of nothing, erased from my being.

*burp*

just thoughts...nothing more >) and the movie was called "Love is a many splendoured thing" NOT "Love many it's a splendorous thing." *hehehe* while it is completely natural, even out of sheer habit to compare past loves to present ones in some areas, ITS cardinal sin number ONE if you use your past love as a measuring stick for the present one (even those who follow), bet you'd experience HELL on earth and damnation through eternity.

GET OVER IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! or trust me, you,d be in trouble.

stay sane,
amyemeelea

made for me...

*breathe*


Its been many minutes leading to hours that this ache in my heart has yet dulled. Each long stoking of its heartstrings leads to sighs and my eyes would suddenly water.The music lurking in concerto grosso around me doesn’t help the smarting around the rims of my fluttering eyelids.then, an inescapable sigh accompany the melodius maladies brings me back to here. My now; as i wipe away the tiny rivulets of moonjuice thats feels sticky against my palm. *breathesharder* i had to gather my strength, steady myself to be battle ready with the stream of thoughts flowing out.


*hear goes*


i had once heard or read somwhere, "The hardest part of loving someone is knowing when to let go, and knowing when to say goodbye." but of course, the heart longs and mourns for its lost and one can do naught but wait out its pulling tides into oblivion. You hang on and seek solace in the throbs of all your memories fleet by. Then you realise the truth to tell yourself that it was the time. When it is hard to see the person you love, not love you; it is waaaay much harder to see him with you and unhappy!! *thinks of bik’s dream* and i truly believe it to be, that there are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, think about things we don't want to know but have to learn, and missing nearly to death people we can't live without but have to let go!


so leading me on by my nose is the saving grace of youtube! Song after song and i get soothingly eased to indulge in what we women do best when feeling all stressed up. CRY *uwaaaa* Tense builds up the reserve reservoir i think. Still, i had to smile in anticipation of the sensations of both my eyes closed up tight tonight all puffed up from watching sappy music videos.


: )


This beats watching mixed martial arts (MMA) fights hehe..because its no fun watching fights and violence alone. Somehow the experience is heightened when you glow in the bask of an offer of praise for a well said commentary of the fight. Even the knockouts were fun. *sigh* but yes, habits must die and i must learn to let go. *waves*


But of course. How can i deny that it seems all the love in the world can’t put back together again this heart of mine when it blew into a thousand million pieces of hurts when i had to accept the reality of “Goodbye”.

“Sweet for a little even to fear and sweet,O Love!

to lay down fear as Love's fair feet;

Shall not some fiery memory of his breath

Lie sweet on lips that touch the lips of death?

Yet leave me not; yet if thou wilt, be free;Love me no more, but love my love of thee,

Love where thou wilt, and live thy life;

and I,One thing I can, and one Love cannot die.

~Algernon Charles Swinburne

Hurtfully yours *nsanely,
amyemeeelea