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I need a hug

Today my boyfriend broke up with me through MSN.

Before he even logged in, I was waiting; he didn’t log in much but for some reason I knew he would, more likely: I ‘felt’ he would.
When he logged in, my heart started beating quickly, I was hardly breathing.
I told my best friend that he logged in. But she didn’t answer. Nobody was answering.

I was about to say something to him. Just a simple ‘Hey!’, but at the time I was about to push enter, he said it…
-‘We cannot be together anymore this isn’t working out I’m in love with someone else I’m sorry’

It had to hit me like a car.
My heart started beating incredibly fast so I drank a glass of water and told my friend. She didn’t answer.
I was alone. Alone with him. Alone with myself and nobody to help me.
I needed a hug . I really needed a hug… But wouldn’t get one.
I wanted to hug one of my teddy bears but strangely, it wasn’t there. Not any of them.
I felt like I was alone in the world. Alone like always.

And without him, it would be all worse.

He was silent, waiting for me to talk, waiting for me to say ‘Please don’t leave me, I love you!’
But then I noticed…

I wasn’t crying

I looked up in the mirror and my face was neutral, even kind of happy. I touched my face to see if it was really that way. And it was. It really was.

I couldn’t believe it so I stoop up and looked at the mirror one more time. Then I asked to myself: ‘Am I alive?’
I came back and kept silent, we were both silent, my friend was silent; the wind was silent with the rest of the world. I could only hear my heart beating and my breath.
I sat down and just wrote:
‘What a shame, darling. Can we still be friends then? =D’
‘Of course!!!’-he said, probably surprised.
So I noticed I won. I won. The poor thing won! I couldn’t believe it. I was smiling. And suddenly I started to wonder who his new pet was. That silly girl!
‘Awesome so could you give me all my stuff back? Pleeease?’- I said laughing.
Then the conversation turned up very weird and friends-like. We were arguing about him keeping the things he took away from me (not to mention my heart…).
After that, my friend finally answered. And with her, the whole world had to rebirth. I could hear the birds outside and the TV in the next room. That also hit me like a car.
I was about to change my Hi5 status to single, when I the idea came into my mind…
Should I check who his new girlfriend is…?
I did.
It was Ingrid. A girl that used to go to school with me. I always had her in mind for some reason.
When he still loved me, he went to my school on the exit time. We were with some of my friends and then she came. She was beautiful. She came looking for his brother but she found us. I guess it was fate. They already knew each other but I felt something was wrong. I liked her a bit, she was nice. But I had that feeling.
And as you can see, I was right. I’m always right, I hate it.
But someway, I kind of liked that she was I girl I know. Not just a random slut.
I saw her pictures, she has a beautiful body. I also do. But her face is the right finishing touch for someone who is perfect. I’m not that perfect. I’m not that beautiful, I’m not her, and I will never be.
And him… he is probably perfect as well. He is really attractive, and he has a kind of black Emo-like hairstyle that fits him pretty well.
And me…I’m not perfect. I have long brown scene hair, always with a bow on a side. My face is strange. I have big green eyes and long eyelashes, but my nose ruins the illusion, it’s big, and worst of all: I wear glasses. And I’m always wearing combat boots. I guess that annoys him pretty much.
I felt really weird when I saw her. I didn’t fell ugly or stupid. It felt good.
I still need the hug. I need it a lot. But I don’t want my mom or my friend to hug me.
I want him.
I don’t love him anymore, oh no.
But I want him to hug me. I want him to be the one to end my pain. I just want to make a balance here. That’s all.
I need a hug. I really need it.
It’s 10:43 p.m. right now.
He logged off on 9:50 p.m.
And here I am, writing this whole thing. Because it’s just something that has to be written.
Something that I want people to know:
I’m still alive
But, something is still worrying me:
What doesn’t kill you makes you stranger.
I’ll keep that in mind.
But for now, I just need to finish this off. To finish this chapter of my life for once.
I need a hug. And I’m willing to kill if I don’t get it from him.
I just need that,

Please








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Love…
no comments | Posted on Jul 24, 2008 07:55 am
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Thats so sad

Its so sad that they say they love you
But you know they dont
Its so sad that when they kiss you, you feel warm and happy
But you know they dont
Its so sad that when you have a fight you feel sorry about it
But u know they dont
Its so sad to love someone
And know they dont love u back

Thats so sad
no comments | Posted on Jun 16, 2008 05:32 am
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Stray dog and the Lying Princess

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who told lies.
She like to scare the other girls by screaming
‘Stray dog is coming, Stray dog is coming’
But son, everyone stopped being scared.
They hated the way that she lied.
One day, the girl came home screaming
‘Stray dog is coming really!’
Everyone thought it was just another lie.
Except this time, it was no lie at all,
And so they were all gobbled up.

The end.
no comments | Posted on Aug 05, 2007 09:18 pm
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The Funeral

Once upon a time, a girl found a hole, in a ground in the yard.
The little People came out and told her the news.
Today is the day of your funeral.
If you don’t like it, then you must sacrifice you friend.
Who wants to be buried alive?
So the girl did what she had to, and buried her best friend.
Well, I wouldn’t want to be her best friend!
no comments | Posted on Aug 05, 2007 09:18 pm
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The Goat Sisters

Little sister wrote a letter, bah bah
Big sister munched it up, bah bah
Little sister studied her notes, bah bah
Big sister tore them to shreds, bah bah
Little sister wanted to read big sister the letter, so she fetched it from her sister’s stomach.
But with the big sister dead n a pool of amber blood, who is there to red the letter to? Bah bah

Even ‘true love’ is quickly shredded by conflict
no comments | Posted on Aug 05, 2007 09:17 pm
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The Rag Princess

Once upon a time, there was a girl who sewed rags,
Day in, day out.
The stench of the rags seeped into her clothes.
Her stepsisters wore beautiful dresses and went to the ball.
The girl stayed at home, with her jealousy festered.
One day, a fairy god mother came, cast a spell upon the girl.
And said.
‘’Sew yourself an ash-grey dress.
The, you can go to the ball like your step sisters!’
The girl patched together the sooty rags, and that’s how she became the Rag princess.
A very stinky princess indeed.
She stunk up the whole town, in fact.
No girl who stunk so will be allowed into the ball.
I’ll make that wear this awful dress myself.
And thus, the Rag princess and the girl in the rag dress became play pals.
no comments | Posted on Aug 05, 2007 09:17 pm
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Sir Peter

Sir Peter, Sir Peter, went out for a stroll.
Sir Peter, Sir Peter, put in a cage, had to hold it in.
Sir Peter, Sir Peter, needs to go right now, doesn’t want to sin.
Sir Peter, Sir Peter, bagged and whisked away, before he found a toilet.
Good-bye, Peter, Good-bye
no comments | Posted on Aug 05, 2007 09:17 pm
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The Clover Field

Once upon a time, there was an unlucky girl.
All she wanted was to be happy, so she went to a clover field.
She found a one-leaf clover, but she dropped it on the road.
She found a two-leaf clover, but it slipped into the shadows.
She found a three-leaf clover, but a witch hid it away.
She wanted to find a four-leaf clover, but she was too unlucky.
no comments | Posted on Aug 05, 2007 09:16 pm
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Once upon a time

Once upon a time, there was a precious little girl.
Her friend, the Princess of the Red Rose, was always at her side.
Then one day, her mummy and daddy died suddenly.
The Princess, too, disappeared, leaving the girl all alone.
And the poor little girl was sent away to a strange house.
At her new home, the Aristocrat Club lived by the Rule of Rose.
But the girl found herself very much alone, until she discovered a wonderful new friend.
The girl and her companion obeyed the Rule of Rose
For in the Aristocrat Club, the Rule of Rose was absolute, as was the word of the Princess of the Red Rose.
The girl obeyed the Rule of Rose,
but the Countess refused to like her.
The girl obeyed the Rule of Rose,
but the Baroness punished her still.

The girl obeyed the Rule of Rose,
but the Duchess taunted her anew.

And yet, the girl and her friend were still faithful to the Rule of Rose.
The Princess of the Red Rose, found this all very dull.
And so, she issued a Rule of Rose for the final time.
The girl was to sacrifice her very special friend.
And when she did, she became a princess.
A lonely little princess burdened by the Rule of Rose.
The woeful little princess put her memories under lock and key, forever and ever.
no comments | Posted on Aug 05, 2007 08:37 pm
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Mermaid Princess

A long, long time ago, the Mermaid Princess fell in love with a human prince.

But for years, her love went unrequited.

Before long, she was old and decrepit, all alone even on the day of her dead.

The poor, poor Princess of the Sea Kingdom.

Who'd ever want to become an ugly woman like her?

''I am yours, even in dead''
no comments | Posted on Aug 02, 2007 07:26 pm
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