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I secretly love / Wednesday, January 4, 2012 @ 5:30 AM
you.
you.
One of the trending tags in Twitter right now. The cyber world sure knows how to cope-up with my feelings. Hah. And then again, I still am torn between love, infatuation and imprinting. LOLjk. (Oh Stephenie Meyer, what have you done to me? Lol!) Lala~ Disregard this part of le blog post. But then, nothing follows.
I've been under his spell for way too long. His weird smile, his bark-like laugh, him being talkative and sharing about random things, his eyes, his intelligence, his pride as high as the Eiffel Tower and how he seems insensitive but then prove you wrong. I seriously cannot believe myself for singing him praises! He's one of those people whom I've hated so much but then realized that it is hard to be literally several seat away from. It's not that I miss his messy things, or how I poke his nape with my pen and his reaction whenever I do that, or how I bit his arm that it bruised for almost a week, or how he bit mine and I saw for the first time how fuckin' crooked his teeth were, or how we laugh at simple things but most of the time because of my 'brother', or or or... Fml. Srsly. I hate this kind of feeling. I feel defeated of some sort. I dunno when I become so gay, but it's fine. I think.
I really feel like an idiot. Not that I do not know I am one. But I feel so envious of whoever is right next to him. Lol! (On second thought, I do not. It is bromance! And I love those kind of stuff. Lol!) I miss his voice, I want to hear him sing. EH. Weird. I feel like crying for no reason. Hahaha! Bitch please.
