Oh Nana, you hurt me.
Don't ask me to remember.
I'd love to dress as you,
but the price I pay is a dungeon of nostalgia.
I imagine kissing a girl again
and holding her warm flesh in my arms.
A woman.
Bi-curious isn't always my mindset.
It's difficult to describe.
I don't consider myself Bi-sexual
since I don't always look at men and women the same
I don't crave women the same way I do men ( as frequently >.> )
Bi-curious because when I fantasize
it's often focused on the woman
and watching her squirm or pout
Because I love the way they look and act
Women are so tasty <3 and their relationships are so much easier
Men complicate things
cause then I wish I had a d**k
[/ sigh] I lost my train of thought.
Nana,
how did you learn to forget?
Did you never wish to forget at all?
You're the type to hold that pain close, aren't you?
But doesn't it eat you away?
It hasn't been as painful lately
I feel like I've forgotten a lot of it
and gotten over so much of her...
Did you ever feel Hachi when you were alone?
Sometimes I do.
Of course, then I lecture myself XDD
I tell myself I'm a fool
for loving the shadow of a friend,
a sister I loved with all my heart.
With all my arrogance and selfishness.
With all my faults and shortcomings.
Yet, I felt I had a happy ending,
enough to die in those days <3
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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