Now....paid for tickets to Germany. Question is, to go, or not to go?

香水有毒 ~ 胡杨林


我曾经爱过这样一个男人 他说我是世上最美的女人
我为他保留着那一份天真关上爱别人的门
也是这个被我深爱的男人把我变成世上最笨的女人
他说的每句话我都会当真 他说最爱我的唇我的要求并不高
待我像从前一样好 可是有一天你说了同样的话把别人拥入怀抱
你身上有她的香水味 是我鼻子犯的罪不该嗅到她的美
檫掉一切陪你睡你身上有她的香水味
是你赐给的自卑

你要的爱太完美我永远都学不会

There are some things that can't be shared. Not as in physically not possible, but there's a certain attachment to it thats special and others can't fathom and understand it. It's not something that can be drafted in words, nor can it be shown.

I liked it when it was simple. I liked it when it was just mine.

Then again, it could be the drowsiness my medicine is causing. Do excuse me for that.

I'll keep my peace cos there's nothing more I can say. I can't turn that impression of me in you around, cos you refuse to somehow. It hurts of course, but its starting to numb. I suppose it ain't too bad a thing now. Your words aren't those silver arrows anymore, that gleam in the dark and hit right where it hurts the most.

You're getting rusty, you know that.

Just let it go, will you? I'm getting sick and tired of it. Don't push it anymore. It's just going to irk me more and more. I'm not doing anything you think I am. By the way, thank you for thinking of me in that light. It did sting like hell that couple of years ago, etched deep in my mind, the very words you used. The words get more and more lethal as the years go by, but I get stronger and stronger too, don't you see?

Thanks for making me stronger though.

dumb and dumber and dumberer

I just turned down return tickets to Egypt, including accomodation and all expenses.

Am I dumb, or am I dumb?