late

staying up late is a habit i cant change so far.....
watch movies....download things....or even searching for unknown things ,from here to there.....
untill my eyes hurt,,,,,,i walk away,,,searching where have i put my glasses.....waaaait...........
here iam,its not clean,another momentooooooooo
ok its never clean,,,,,thinking"wish she was around,i always pass it to her n then she will clean it for me.....
:)
she do it with a smile.....
smiling to my self......sweet eh
iam getting bored with the moment......
i was surfing on the web n then i realised of me going through blogs...though its a habbit i stopped....
that most of them are there .....to catch something,searching?
yeah mayb,,,,why is it,,,,its obvious eh....why am being dumb
the whole homosexual community have existed and showed up strongly through the internet and the cyber world....
trying to remember how i was before i meet my gal...
i was searching to.....i admit....
world can be so ugly that it press us against our self.....crashing into the bottom of our being.....
hmmmmm
i rem also how when i met gay ppl for real,then i preffered my world....my virtual unrealstc world.....
at least when i want to leave ,move or NOT
i can ....to some extent....
real world many things have happened.....
but mostly i met someone made me regret meeting a lesbian woman n then iam thinking if they all like that...then.....NAH
am cool... :)
i smile.....
well ppl are not the same.....
i have just pulled my self out that circle....and things went better....
when u do something n goes wrong....obviously....we have to STOP....
and i did....
n when i did i met someone i thought i would never meet....
someone real....n there....
hmmmmm
its getting late....tryign to remind my self about that meetin i got early morning tomorrow.....
thoughts thoughts ,,,,and ticks..............
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