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“a penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss…”

USHER, (smiling slyly) REALLY, if I could live inside the mind of certain people, I swear, I’d pay any cost. For once I’d like to see just how some people think. I mean I know the random crap that goes through my head, some of which I could never say aloud. Hell I tried that the other night and folks thought I was crazy. Crazy because I spoke my mind, granted it’s usually the things people want to say but are too afraid to, some...

It started out something really beautiful, almost heavenly. The vibe we had when we first met was overwhelming. You reeled me in to believing that this was it. As I grew to learn who you were there was that magnetic connection that we both seem to share…and how strong of an connect that was, but lately it seems to be fading. We’ve had our share of highs and lows, and even as friends we can’t seem to find a happy medium, simply cause we can’t seem to communicate. I crave you in ways I crave no other....

I’m crazy over you and I shouldn’t be. When I first met you I never expected to feel this way, but the truth remains is I do. It’s been a rollercoaster ride with you; lord knows I’ve tried all I can with you. I guess maybe I tried too hard. I wanted to share so much with you, because it seems as if you never received the real love you deserved. I thought maybe our worlds could mesh and we could learn so much from each other. I wanted so much to be that dose of reality, that sweet escape you needed...

Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated, I see the way you're acting like somebody else, it's getting me frustrated

Yes, I listen to Avril Lavigne, hell I listen to alot of things. Things you wouldn't probably believe. But this entry, isn't about music. Nope, nope, nope... it's about none other than who, "him" who I have a crazy amount of love for.

he's hot then he's cold, he's yes then he's no, he's in then he's out, he's up then he's down......

I don't like this feeling of not being comfortable in a place I should be calling home.
I don't like this feeling of being the only one that thinks something is wrong with a grown ass man, that doesn't do shit, except lay around the house all day, make noise about a house he contributes nothing to, and takes up space.
I don't like these feeling of being scrutinzed about everything I do, becoming topics of conversation.
I don't like this feeling of feeling alienated because...