Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
” ‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more.”
I saw a friend yesterday…and I remember how it was…to be hurt…to have your heart broken by another…i was the same sorry state just a year and some months ago (jon at the background: your goal your goal your goal!). some stupid bloke (read: moron, 2 timer, nincompoop, cheater, labo guy) broke my heart just to make me palit with some yaya looking cebuana.
argh those fucking feelings again…why do we even remember things we want to forget!?!?!…as maricel soriano would say: erase! erase! erase!..maybe i can go through the Lacuna procedure or is there some switch in my head to turn off or to delete all the painful memories…don’t we have the clear your cache and delete all cookies button somewhere?!?!?!…jezuuz, i never wanted to remember..i never want to feel the same feelings ever again…ever…and it was just a dam of emotions all bottled up……fuck it….i never wanted to remember…
Noah Calhoun : You know I want to give you everything you want. But I can’t. It’s broken.
I did not write this because I remember that moron. I remember the feelings..the emotions…i do not remember the person or the love that was wasted…lest i get misconstrued…I remember the pain…and it makes me take a step back…why am i letting myself go through all that again…