Nothing drives ppl crazier than seeing someone have a fkn good life.

Flipping a coin to let fate decide..
During the fragile seconds of its rotation you begin to realise what you were hoping for.

So when gravity brings back the coin into your hand, you've already had the answer in your grasp.

His words made me blush.
I'd say his gaze simply said enough but everything he did, spoke to me.

Guys are books.
They are read, finished and sometimes re-read.
I read it, I finish it and I never look back at another page.
So far I thought I've read all the books there were but perhaps I've missed one..


He has been a book I've never even came across; never read.
It was as though he was hidden upon the tallest shelves.
He's wild, unpredictable.. and who knws what.


These pages fail to bore me.
Do I dare to flip forward a peek at a few pages or do I savour the taste?
Am I wasting my time or am I discovering a new genre?
I wonder.. has this text mesmerized me?

OMGshhh he's so persistant.

Sometimes I think I'm his charity case because he helps me too much and even worse, I'm accepting his help.

Buh then again, are you simply being my superman?

And although all this sounds hardcore, it's nothing serious. My explosive-over-thinking brain is just trying to vent :L

Over-thinking is apparently a psychological illness that needs to be managed and carefully venting is just a small step on that hardcore journey