Teenage Dream

Random
I can attest to the fact that I have never loved anyone as much as I have loved you. But for SOME reason, I can't write about you. Why? Why Why? I know I m not a writer. But I used to know how to express myself in seemingly random words pieced together by a not so secret emotion. Why is it so hard to write when you're happy? You just end up saying things like - words can't explain how happy I am versus - I m so empty. Even if someone randomly cuts my stomach open and feeds my remains to the vultures, rats or even worms - i won't feel a thing. Not sadness for the horrible way i died or happiness for the fact that it will be over soon.

Current Events
Mommy texted me today after I brought Bodi to our house for 4 consecutive days (and I quote):
Wag ka muna magcomit. friends lang muna kayo. Marami ka pa meet. Start pa lang new part of ur life aftr skul. - Okay well and good. But a question keeps on bugging me. Bakit dati, I was with Mark and it was okay and take note: highschool pa ako nun. Pero ngayon suddenly, now that I m older marami pa ako mameemeet. Hay mother dear, stop being so inconsistent and illogical. Please know that you can no longer tease me with lollipops or tell me things like "babalikan natin yan" or things like "ganun talaga kasi ganun". I have learned to reason, I have learned to think. I m not as stupid as you think I am.

we can dance until we die
you and i, will be young forever!
You make me feel like I m living in a teenage dream! The way you turn me on! ;)