david martel says the good lord planned it.

Currently Listening To: End of Self // David Martel
'... so we meet again, in the same crowd...'

Dear Everyone,

o1. I'm sick of you being all I ever want to think about.

o2. I'm sick of you trying to prove that you are worthy for her because I know you are but I'm just scared for her to know you. The real you. The you that I have known for so many years. I want so much to be your 'sponser' but I just can't tell you that I don't believe you can do this. I'm so sorry. I know you came to me because you believe that I would have tremendous faith in you, and I do usually, you know I do, but for this, I am so undecided and I wanna tell you that I believe you and can support you but I just can't forsee a happy ending for you at this current moment in time. Just gimme a few weeks to see that you are committed to this, please, before I can make my final decision.

o3. Tired hands, weakling boy Dyanne. I just want a break. I want to stop this. I want to stop thinking about you every second of every moment. I want to stop worrying about you. I want to just stop this stupid thing I have and just...let go. I wish I had will power.

o4. Code names: Yeux, Jambes, Aorte, Ventricule Droit, Titane, and more to come as I discover who I wish these people to be. Its not that hard to figure out, and they're French, but it might be harder to figure out who they belong to (except Aorte and Ventricule Droit). There is just one person I haven't figured out one for and its bugging me that I cannot find something that I can relate to them (then translate into French).
FAIL.

o5. That's all for now. Going out to dinner now.
Chinese, yummy.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'