Day three of le anti-kaseyness
I feel so bleh right about now... >.< Someone confessed there love for meh today and I don't even have feelings for them... They tell me that they've never loved a person more in their life and at that moment I want to drop dead. Why must he give meh the guilt trip after me telling him that I don't share those same feelings with him? It's like it's human nature to want to guilt someone into caring for you... Maybe if he makes meh feel bad enough for him, I could go out with him for pity... Even though I'd never do that... I think that's what he wants....
He says he's selfish for telling meh. He thought by telling meh, he could have meh all to himself... Something went wrong in that thought process... I hadn't talked to him in 2 months and all of the sudden he says he loves meh? It all confuses meh muy mucho.
He wrote a song about me... erm... yeah. Wow... bleh. x.x;
"Krista Miller, you're the one
You're the only one I love
You're my number one girl
You are my world
You love acoustics
And emo songs
So is me singing is to you so wrong?
Krista, you're the one
You're so hot like a smoking gun
Krista, you're the one
You're so much fun."
Yeah... I thought it was a joke, but nope... o.o;;;;
Anyhoo, last night was total woahness. I never knew I cared so much for a certain person. I knew I cared, but wow... I didn't know I cared so much to the point that hearing something that didn't favor meh would trigger meh into writing a story and crying??? I guess I was trying to hide the emotion so much that it surprised me, but now I am willing to show it in front of the entire world... erm... or whoever reads this blog. I so heart Kasey.
Not that it wasn't obvious before, but she's amazing. I haven't talked to her today though and that makes meh sad... *tear* I wonder if she's even thinking of meh.... I hope everything turned out okay for her though and I hope that she made the right decision... The one that would make her happy. Mucho luck to her.
"You are calm and repose. It lets your beauty unfold. Pale white like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins." <3
xxKris
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