Sunday, 9 May 2010

I like to think about you.

Is it healthy to be absolutely obsessed with you?
If I actually knew your real self then I could almost definitely call this dreadful feeling love.

Funny that. I don't even know you. I've just concocted some fanciful notion about you being an almost-perfect-with-adorable-little-flaws type of guy that I see constantly.

I know you're perfect on the outside. Geez, everyone knows it, it's so bloody blatant. Is it so typically teenage of me to be this infatuated with you?

Yes, of course it is.

On one hand, I really desperately want you, and on the other, you're just some gorgeous stranger whom I catch staring at me a lot (or is that just my wishful thinking again?).

I'm confused. For the first time I actually feel like a giddy, sick-in-the-stomach, annoyingly cliche teenager.

Fuck me.

(And, yes, I do mean that literally.)

7 comments:

Katrina said...

You are so cute. This is so cute.
Catch up soon yeah? itching to know more about mr. mystery man. :D

thecircusbird said...

Haha, I was considering taking this down because it's so embarrassing.
Yes, we will meet soon.

That Blond Guy said...

Well, I suppose it's understandable.

I'm irresistible.

thecircusbird said...

Haha! Yes, you are indeed quite the irresistible chap.

That Blond Guy said...

Hey, it's been a while since you've posted!

thecircusbird said...

I'm glad someone reads my blog enough to notice and comment about my lack of posts. However, not everyone can be as prolific or interesting as you are, blonde guy. School's been taking a real toll on me. Oh, the life of a nerd!

Olivia said...

This is actually the legit story of my life- including that last bit.