Walking Paradox

Hi, I'm Kring. Nineteen years young and an incoming junior at the Arteneoh de Manila University. I don't use girly symbols like ` or ♥ or :> or :"> (well, now, wasn't that random).

Er, I'm not fond of writing stuff about myself D: But I am talkative in real life. I do know, though, when it's time to shut up and listen to you.

(Enough of this nonsense.)

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Saturday, July 29, 2006 6:36 PM
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Sorry, but this is another one of my negative posts. Please forgive me for the pessimism. (Oh man, this blog is becoming one of the top I'll-ruin-your-day journals.)

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Damn.

I have been duped, fooled by someone whom I care for. She abused me again, and I have allowed it. Heck, I believed her. Why? Why am I so stupid? Why does she make me weak? Why in the damn stupid world can't I stop myself from being deceived by her?

NO, it isn't for a quixotic reason. I have pondered on it and have come up with a conclusion: I am enraged simply because this person has fooled me for so many times, (yep - not only once nor twice) and the worst part is, she gets away with it. She gets away without any telling-off from me. It happens all the time.

Why won't she leave me alone?! I'm sick of her fraudulence! She thinks I'm an asshole whom she can sweet talk anytime she wants! Damn.

I'm weak because I allow her to repeat her actions. I'm spineless for the fact that I don't tell her off, as I am fearful of its effects to our relationship. I'm timid because I'm afraid: afraid of what she might say, of what she might think, of how she will behave.

Damn. She's my weakness. I'm fed up.