During the recent nice talk with my friend, I devised that sometimes i produse not bad metaphors. Bravo! It's always nice to find out you're not so imbicil, as used to think about yourself.
Well, I don't go along with how to connect two parts of my text: sarcastic introduction about my brain's abilities and lyric part about love poison. Silly fuck...I really don't know how to do it in a talanted way.."Love poison" sounds so vilgar and sugary.
You're trying your best to forget him, to forget how he's looking, his face, every single miserable details of his appearance, behaviour, taste of your meeting, emotions of your talks,your sex, crazy walks...
You're getting angry. Why the fuck you can't get this shitty asshole out of your pretty head? You've already read millions articles about " geting him out of your life", you wrote out all his disadvantages.. But memory..(remember memory is your awful enemy!)is like real bitch from your high school times, awakes these pleasant moments. And you're starting to melt, and another bitch - hope starts to fuck your subconsciousness with : "Hmm.. maybe he's just busy? Maybe he couldn't behave in another way? Maybe, he's just specific kind of person and i(stupid cow) can't understanf him?" Yeah!! Super good solution. Blame yourself. For sure, it's not his guilt, but your!!! Fuck your brains hard, who else have so nice opportunity(24/7)instead of you? Insomnia will help you with it.
I love you and hate you at the same time..Improve your self-doubt, please!!!!Do something. He wont do it, because he doesn't care! DOESN"T CARE!!! Get it? Right!!Good girl.
It's painful, but it wont last forever. Food poison, love poison.Gosh, is it the same thing? Yes:
1) You see sth( smb) nice and start to want it. It's your fix-idea. You're attracted by its(his) smell, look, form, voice, colour, smile. You' re looking forward to taste it. It should be great, but you don't have any reason to think so, because you personally don't know, friend's mind dosn't matter(since what time???). But you're fast bitch, you've already embellished subject(person) you desire with the most unbelievable advantages. Stunning work, nothing to say. So, you're full of expection, full of glamour and happiness. Have to take some meds, too nervous, have no breath. Relax, few minutes(weeks, months) and you'll have magnificent journey with your new " imaginary friend"!
2) Oh... You're crying a lot..No, you've cried your fucking eyes out? It seems so.Hey, where is your happy idiotic look, childish, naive smile? Probably, at the same ass like he. But, nice question! Where is he? Disappered...Of course it's your guilt, without no doubts. But WHY??? What have you done wrong? It was tastful, it was with spice, but, as a result, you've got poison. Hard poison...Now you're ill, pieced off and disappointed, trying to answer 'never-ending-why' and complect yourself. Because this pitiful creature can't live, eat, walk, think, read, listen to music, attend public places, because everything reminds about him!!!!Arrr.Everyting! It seems like everything in this bullshit city devoted to his slutty personality? It's myth, of course. But you strongly belive in it! You don't have appetite, you want nothing and nobody, but he.You're almost lost in your own head. Horrible situation.
3)Attention! It'll pass!Not now, but eventually!!!It's the only good thing about this damn situation:)) Like food poison, few weeks, in your ocassion- few months. You'll be fresh and calm with some sadness in your pretty eyes and bitter taste in the mouth. For sure, it wont bring any use for you! Don't belive to brainy quotes and smart articles, which promise that every fucking love torture brings unforgatable experience and you'll never ever stuck in the same situation!!!Ha ha! Remember, if you have inclination, you'll always fall inlove into the wrong persons, and you'll always eat wrong pie! Sorry, but it is motherfucking truth. So, reccomendation: what do you usually use against stomach ache, choking, bla.. bla.. Smekta? Sth else? Use! And about love poison, a bit harder..Just think it'll pass soon. Just think how happy you'll be when you'll be free from fucking thoughts and shizophrenic ideas!
It doesn't look like lyric part.. Oooh..I've said you.. I can cnnect it..Maybe, i'm stupid. No, 100% I'm, it's prooved by all this shit I've written during half an hour.
Have to go to bed, I'm too tortured by my love poison..