Category Archives: Emology

Emology

Should I keep on going or should I let go?

The art of letting go. How can you let go if you cannot. It’s really hard to let go of someone who has been etched into your heart and is mentally and emotionally attached to you. Letting go requires a lot of horse power, a lot of electricity, a lot of emotional strength. It’s not that easy to let go if it’s true. If it’s real. If it’s from the heart.

You can easily erase it. We’re mere humans and we’re not hard drives that you can easily reformat and reboot without tiny bits of data left. Being a human is really hard. Being a robot is easier. How I wish I can be a robot someday. I really want to be a robot.

I can’t sleep easily and I can’t stop thinking of her. She’s over me but I’m not over her. Doing other time consuming stuff and activities won’t help. It really doesn’t help me. I’ve been going to any places, but still, I can’t get over her. I had sex with a lot of different girls, but I still can’t get over her. She’s always on my mind, every time I wake up and I close my eyes, she’s everywhere I go, she’s all I know. Though she’s so far away. It just keeps getting stronger every day. And even now she’s gone. I’m still holding on

Oh well, emo me! Hahaha!

Emology

Wow! Look at me! Am I that crazy?

I realize just now that I have a DID! Yep, I have a dissociative identity disorder! I think I’m crazy! I’ve been writing about love and heartaches over the past few months. Wow, that’s not me! Maybe somebody hacked into my blog and wrote it. It’s not me It’s not me!

But, hey it’s me. I have DID you know? Hahaha! I’m crazy. I’m damn crazy. I love her. I’m so in love with her. Love makes you crazy. That’s why there are song that says it’s crazy to be in love and I love you like crazy. There are a lot of crazy love songs, and people who are falling in love are crazy!

Just like me. I’m crazy right now! Extremely crazy! I’m crazy for you Jessica! I want you back! You know who you are!

Emology

When you can say nothing at all…

It was 8:00 o’clock in the evening and she stairs at me. She looks into my eyes and trying to say something. I didn’t get it. I’m so naive, I don’t know what that stair means. I’m really stupid and I didn’t notice that it pertains something. I just found out that she loves me after 3 months. I found out about it at the time that she no longer loves and she’s with someone already.

I should be more keen if someone stairs at me like that. Damn me, I’m so stupid. I’m an idiot. How can I say now that I love her. I don’t know. I don’t care. Oh, I care… A bit. That’s why I’m blogging about this now. Geez. Oh geez. I don’t know what to say. Where to start. What will happen if I started saying that I love her.

Should I tell her? Should I keep this to myself and wait until me life ends? Should I bury this into oblivion? I don’t know. I’m crazy for her. I’m so crazy for her. I love her and I don’t know what to do. I want her to be mine, but somebody owns her already. I think I should just keep quite and watch over her and make sure that she’s happy. That’s all that I can do for now. Nothing else, because I’m such a wimp.

I’m a wimp I’m a wimp I’m a wimp!