Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Acid Antlion

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I feel like I can’t move or else I’ll touch the acidity. On a post sometime ago(sometime after Halloween), I explained how I fell in love with someone, and how she cracked me. Im okay now, but she’s no more a rubix cu de, but a spider. I guess she had once injected a poison into my mind that only now seem to have come to life and completely stunned me. I was already healed from her previous cuts, but now it seems that the true virus is only beginning. I don’t hate her, no, how could I? Nor do I hate what she’s proposing. But I admit, I wish I was like what she wants, because that would make me something that so many others want. I would become something I sometimes strive to be, because why else do I exist on this damn rock if not to strive towards a goal? Her proposal isn’t ideal, and although I wish her the happiest fortune, I can’t simply allow her to continue. But what can I do? Will I hate the outcome, if positive? Most definitely. Will it change anything about the situation? Not at all. If everything goes bad, which I feel so incredibly guilty for wishing that it will; will I be there for her, not for my own interest? Of course.