another muse bites the doll

with all the conversations we had, it got me thinking.

and i came up with this lousy excuse so i won't get to feel uncomfortable as it is.

sweetpea, you are man enough to go out and try to love again.

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'all you need is love."

no, not that groupie kind of love.  that kind of love that wants you 

so bad, the kind that loves your effort in making yourself a better man.

the kind of love that is not selfish.  the kind that makes you laugh.

the kind that knows when she should shut the fuck up and just

appreciate the beauty in quiet time.  the kind that enjoys the same things

as you do.  that has the same passion like you do.  the kind of love

that doesn't go nuts on you (because you've got enough shit in your head

to deal with).  the kind of love that is not the jealous type.  the kind

that doesn't have as much issues on her like Vogue.  i meant that crazy/beautiful kind of love.  i got it, but you don't want it.

*sigh.

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when was the last time you've fallen in love? if

you have to think about it then it's been too long.

LOVE. like, right now, with me.

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and so, you've got your heart broken.

so does everyone.

and so, it hurts to the core.

at least you're still alive.

i don't know you

but that is what i think of you.

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i know that you are out there to have fun and i respect that.

unfortunately i don't categorize myself as 'fun'.

if you tried to get to know me, you'll see.

that i am more of uh,

the girl that is wort giving up on fun. yihee

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all i want to say is - after all these talks, i still like your soul.

and the body that comes with it.   =)