Misty: hey
Jerome: hey
Misty: Why didn't you hang with Elayna today?
Jerome: I have work to do
Misty: You were isolated
oh.
ha ha
I asked her to talk to Ieuan for me...
Jerome: im still working just taking a break
oh ok
Misty: and she was telling him that I like him soooooooo much.
Jerome: to tell him what?
Misty: WTF
No just to see if he liked me
Jerome: oh, y didnt u ask?
Misty: cuz I didn't have the balls to get my feelings hurt
Jerome: lol, so howd it turn out
Misty: bad.
3:10amJerome: too bad
3:10amMisty: He doesn't like me
3:10amJerome: whatd he say
3:10amMisty: she says
3:10amJerome: oh ok
well, sorry
3:10amMisty: that it was a mistakes
yeah yeah
I should go lez
3:11amJerome: lol, i doubt u could
3:11amMisty: maybe not. But the only people to think I'm attractive are gay men and females
3:11amJerome:eh, what can u do?
Im single now too
so no worries
3:12amMisty: yeah but you okay with it
3:12amJerome: ...not really
I am not used to not having people hit on me
it's a new phenomenom
3:13amMisty
gr
3:13amJerome
gr?
3:14amMisty
I'm kinna pissed but I expected this
3:15amJerome
well you seem to have good instincts so why dont u follow them?
3:16amMisty
cuz I'm not a cold person...yet
3:16amJerome
well thats good
3:17amMisty
Some just give up because they fail
I guess I'm not like that
3:17amJerome
thats good
3:17amMisty
which can be a strength or weakness
3:17amJerome
youre too young for my kind of cynascism
3:17amMisty
But I wanna be cold like you!!
3:17amJerome
it's not all it's cracked up to be
like when you say youre fst, but then elayna would kill to look like you
be grateul for what you have
my world is kinda lonely sometimes
fat*
3:19amMisty
But you don't seem to care!
That's the beauty
3:19amJerome
I do care...
3:20amMisty
er...
3:20amJerome
trust me when I say this
Stay hopeul as long as you can, I gave up my emotions years ago and I am better in many ways, but I would die to understand the emotions that I used to have again
3:22amMisty
What? Pain and having your feelings hurt all the time?
No way
3:22amJerome
yes
3:22amMisty
Emotions are a waste
3:22amJerome
emotions let you know youre alive
3:23amMisty
sooo?
3:24amJerome
whats the point in living if you cant feel alive
3:24amMisty
You won't have to cry or feel that yucky feeling in your chest...
or that pain when you;re trying to hild back tears
3:24amJerome
I cry everyday
I stare at the ceiling and cry for no reason
I blast my music so loud, so I dont have to hear myself thing
So I dont have to wake up and realize that my life is just a broadway show with great musical numbers that no one understands
3:26amMisty
not true
3:26amJerome
trust me, I have never been more honest in my life
It hurts to be so honest
I mean physically, my head is pounding
3:27amMisty
I'm sorry..
3:27amJerome
THis happens whenever I try to understand or deal with what I cant understand
Dont feel sorry for me, but dont envy me either
3:28amMisty
I didn't mean to bring up something so deep
3:29amJerome
not youre fault I can always stop, or not start
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Who Knew (A Poem)
I think it's strange that I can still relive everything about you
That at a moments notice I can be whisped away to memories of days when you still held me
When I could have never believed that in a few years you would go away
Who knew that you would disappear
Who knew I would watch as you slowly drove away for the last time
Sometimes when I am alone, I still mourn
For us, for me, for you
For what we could have been
For who I could have been with you
For what you have become without me
It is during those times that what separates us seems trivial
But I always get lost in pursuit
Of the one that got away
The only one I will ever want to have stayed
That at a moments notice I can be whisped away to memories of days when you still held me
When I could have never believed that in a few years you would go away
Who knew that you would disappear
Who knew I would watch as you slowly drove away for the last time
Sometimes when I am alone, I still mourn
For us, for me, for you
For what we could have been
For who I could have been with you
For what you have become without me
It is during those times that what separates us seems trivial
But I always get lost in pursuit
Of the one that got away
The only one I will ever want to have stayed
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