Monday, February 25, 2013

Unsatisfied.

I don't get you. "I just wanna be friends now" Right..
Expect me to be your friend? Go fuck yourself. Look at the way you act, you really think that's the way to get me back? That's the way to get me to talk to you? I don't think so. It really makes me hate you and regret you. I think it's pathetic how you say shit about me and my boyfriend to make yourself feel better. Same with everyone that evolves around you, they all talk shit. Say I had a thing with my boyfriends friends.. Right, your resource is a bitch that doesn't like me and a bitch i hate, because they're soooo going to tell you the truth isn't she? Gullible cunt. Don't be giving me shit if you don't have your facts right. You're so persistent on something you can't get. You say you don't want me, you lost everything for me but then when I start talking to you again, you say you still love me and that you want me back. You say you said all the hurtful mean things because you were angry, right.. as you said behind every little lie or "joke" there's a little truth to it. You say my boyfriend is going to ruin my future and that he isn't right for me. But you honestly think you're right for me? You think you're going to make my future any better? I don't see how you are going to be beneficial to my future or my life or anyone around me. You over exaggerate shit, say I ruined your life and "forced" you to smoke, drink and do pills. You chose to do all that shit yourself, you should know what's good and what's bad for you you're not stupid, you're just choosing to do the stupid thing. You're saying your friends didn't mind me but they talked shit about me before we even dated. Right that makes sense that they "didn't mind me". You say I went back on my words, i'm sure you did too i can list a whole fcking list if you want me to. Just ask and I shall tell you. And what about me?? I think you can only name one. I have living evident saying that you bitch about me, please think twice about who you bitch to and see if they're really your friend or not cause seriously you think it doesn't all come back to me? Funny how you deny it, yet others say shit. Not everyone is going to be on your side and they're not going to be on mine but you're in the wrong as well. You say I do things to purposely hurt you yet i'm sure I can do so much more than just this, i'm sure you're the one that's trying to hurt me, just because you're not satisfied with your life and that you couldn't get me back.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Jenny Truong.

Oh Jenny Truong, my asian sis,
You sure are a fine lil miss.
Reese's brownies sure gave us a sweet start,
Why not add to the list some Pop tarts?
Our fun outings and cute dinner dates,
what can I say? It's just fate.
We met ages ago somewhere in December,
and since then I've got unlimited cucumber.
We share the laughs, we share the smiles,
Together we will walk a million miles.
The dnms, the bitch sessions, its definitely our professions.
I hit you here, I hit you there,
Oh look at the cute memories we both share.
From dress ups to nails polished,
and the amount of food we've demolished.
All I can say is, girl you're simply amazing,
so this weekend, lets go and satisfy our cravings!

Dedicated to my baby girl, Jenny Truong.




Poems.

So like I have this strange habit of writing so called "poems" in the middle of the night cause I just cant sleep hahaha.

Another month, another year, another smile, another tear,
another winter,another summer, all spent with no one better but you!
I love you more with every passing day, all through from march to may.
You're the beat of my heart, the target for my darts.
Without you, I'm just like a lost child, stuck with no one in the wild.
Baby, you make me cry, but then love you again, why?
You're just simply my hero, and if I didn't have you, I'd be zero.
Your face, your eyes, your hair, together we're nothing but a pair.
Oh Tony Truong, you asian boy, you're just like my personal sex toy.
I love you more than anything baby!

You're so gay, you don't even do anything all day.
When clock hits eight, you say bed mate,
then sook like as if its really that late.
You beg me to talk, instead of facebook stalk.
Then when I obey, you decide to hit the hay.
I want to sing my viet songs, but you always seem to say khong!
You tell me to get off my phone, nek minnit I hear a tone.
Sometimes I just don't understand, do you enjoy your face smacked against my hand?
Make me mad, then admit its your bad.
Pshh, stupid? Just a tad.
Think you're so cool, just because you've finished school.
You ride that bike of yours, and ditch your heap of house chores.
Then complain that you're poor.
So sick dawg reppin that purple blazer, when you haven't even used a razor.
Think you're a baby still? Well come on lets get real.
18 in 16 weeks, what? want people to squeeze ya cheeks?
I love you loads, just like how the cars need its roads.
I've finally found the boy who's my kind, and forever he shall stay, in my mind.

dedicated to the boy



Wednesday, February 6, 2013

I WANT THIS, THIS, AND THIS!!.....but no money. :(