Fruity Whinings

I like him a lot and he doesn't even have a clue.

Waiting is an agony.

Bitch.

I wonder how long is this gonna last.

He's too intoxicating.

And he's just the right flavour too.

*Sighs dreamily*

Stop parading your self-righteous beliefs in my personal space. And wipe that dirty smirks off your ugly faces too.

I do not need your constant blasted reminders. They are undoubtedly plain annoying. 

Let me be alone in this dark abyss I called home.

And I have a reason to believe that he is indeed trying his extreme best to stay mine.

But I'm not too sure I am doing my part any better.

"Fuck fuck, fuckety fuck"

He's everything that I ever wished for in a guy.

A perfect miracle. An unexpected blessing.

Just impossibly sweet. Diabetogenic.

But this is way too tricky.