Well, the thing is...
As dictated by Faranza Syns
When I think it's a pointless endeavour, I abandon ship.
When I talk to you, and I don't get a response, that's when I know what I'm doing will get me nowhere.
Why waste time on inane monologues?
It's give and take I'm looking for; not a statue of a martyr.
You are over-excitable;
It's starting to get distasteful.
When I talk to you, and I don't get a response, that's when I know what I'm doing will get me nowhere.
Why waste time on inane monologues?
It's give and take I'm looking for; not a statue of a martyr.
You are over-excitable;
It's starting to get distasteful.
2 comments:
And sometimes, I think not getting a response is better than getting a bad one. I don't know. It gets on my nerves sometimes. Haha.
PS. And even IF you fail to pursue psychology, I hope you'd proceed with language. :)
And tell me, by any means if you do.
By God, you just made my day. And I've just had a really lousy day, mind you. If you ask me, there's no good day to find out that life's one big illusion.
And whoa, you kept track of what I write. *sniffles* You sweetie.
Haha, and you're right. Sometimes, getting a bad response is way worse than not getting any. But sometimes, it's just the same, isn't it?
Sure, I'll tell you if I ever decide to pursue lingusitics. And even if I don't I'll still inform you either ways. ;)
Your email's on your blog profile, right? I'll keep you in mind.
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