MY MUSIC/MYTHOUGHTS: SOMEONE LIKE YOU (ADELE)

IT'S ADELE. YOU CAN'T GO WRONG WITH HER MUSIC.
HERE'S TO BROKEN HEARTS; LOST LOVE; BROKEN DREAMS; SORDID PASTS; AND WHAT IFs.

ADELE IS THE MODERN-DAY LYRICAL CROONER.THX FOR HELPING ME GET THROUGH SO MUCH HEARTACHE!

MY MUSIC/MYTHOUGHTS: TO THE MOON AND BACK (SAVAGE GARDEN)

IT'S A SAVAGE GARDEN KIND OF DAY.

I'M STILL WAITING FOR HER
TO ACKNOWLEDGE HER FEELINGS.

A WORLD OF FANTABULOUSNESS AWAITS HER WHEN SHE DOES!

MY MUSIC/MYTHOUGHTS: TRULY-MADLY-DEEPLY (SAVAGE GARDEN)

I ADORE SAVAGE GARDEN

DID I MENTION

I ADORE YOU, TOO!

MY MUSIC/MY THOUGHTS: HIGH FOR THIS (THE WEEKND)

I'M STILL HERE! YOU JUST HAVE TO REACH OUT TO ME FIRST.
YEAH . . . I KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE.
I KNOW YOU MISS ME AS MUCH AS I MISS YOU

💜 💜 💜 💜 💜 💜 💜

 (DON'T BE SO AFRAID).

SELF-INDULGENCE POST: DAY TWO SANS FACEBOOK

…I am slowing weaning myself from the toxicity that is her, and she doesn't even realize it. The fact that she doesn't see it only goes to show how extreme her levels of narcissism, detachment, and callousness really are.

NOTE TO SELF: WAKE THE F/CK UP!!! SHE'S NOT WORTHY!

It actually feels good to have some relief like this (sans the FB bulls/it and drama).

I have resorted to only communicating with those who have been extremely helpful to me in the past few days. Those who can listen without sheer panic settling in, and for certain without a so-called headache interfering when I am trying so hard to talk about my feelings and how extremely difficult life has been for me lately.

  I am getting stronger, healthier, and smarter. T.T.L.               
#HealingIsLoving             

SELF-INDULGENCE POST: MY TYPE

Long, black hair.
Full lips.
Medium build, height.
Hispanic, Latino, Middle Eastern, Asian, Greek (medium colored skin).
Intelligent and ambitious as H3LL!
[Does not need to be able to leap buildings in a single bound!]

SELF-INDULGENCE POST: ONE REASON I OPTED OUT OF FB

…If I am not privy to someone’s personal life through personal communication (and I am not just referring to menial texting because texting is as impersonal as social media can be—and sometimes just as pretentious), then I really don’t need to see the person’s life develop through social media.
Besides, if I was really that special and important to you, you’d f/cking pick up the phone and call me. By the same logic, if I had truly deemed you worthy and an important part of my life, then you also would not need to see my life progress via social media.

I am conflicted, but I know this much: I loved and adored you so much. I was wild about you and could not wait to hear from you. I'd write you long texts, poems, Haikus, etc. Sadly, you could not do the same. You hardly noticed me and how difficult my life was starting to become. You say I am strong, and it makes me tired and indignant that you brushed my true feelings aside. Each time we are in the same room, the feelings and emotions are so intense between us.  I know you feel the attraction. After all, you pursued me first; you shared intimate emotions with me long ago and not so long ago. How was I not supposed to fall!

So . . .

This is me needing to heal.

 

#HealingIsLoving

P.S. If I never hear from you again, it's just as well! I've endured much worse, I will survive this. Not sure you will, though.

SELF-INDULGENCE POST: I AM FOREVER "LITTLE MAX"

...Within a matter of minutes,

the world remembered—all was lucid.

Then, as the stars collided,

everything was once again muddled.

~ Little Max

SELF-INDULGENCE POST: THE UNICORN

BECAUSE SHE IS SOMEWHAT OBSTUSE,
          EVEN AFTER ALL THE HINTS I HAVE DROPPED...

I'D GLADLY TELL YOU WHO IT IS,

BUT I KNOW IT SCARES THE HOLY HELL OUT OF YOU.

DOES IT NOT?!!