shaking that ass...
shaking that ass, shaking that
Alright, now don't touch me...
It's amusing, really, how synched up we are. I tend to distance myself from certain things, but, naturally, like moth to a flame, or, in this case a sailor to a Siren I find my way back to you.
I haven't been blogging as much as I should, or would like, or should really; but it's a marvelous thing. We both know how fickle my time with this blog is, and it's just a matter of time before I catch my second wind and start pounding on these keys to make something appear. I want that to happen, and apparently, so do you.
I don't want to scare you away..it's ok, really. I'm flattered...it's nice to know you're still keeping tabs on me. Maybe it's to see if I've posted an "incriminating evidence" or gather things for the case file against me or whatever; but I'd like to think positively, I'd like to think it's because you miss me...and you know deep down somewhere inside of you, you know the truth....that your claims are all false...a mistake...some horrible nightmare created, but definitely not holding any bit of truth.
And to anyone else reading this and wondering or questioning...sure, this is a long shot as I'm sure there are plenty of those a that certain university...and maybe a select few that would know of this blog..but I'm fairly certain I can narrow it down to one person.
So, if my destructive reasoning is correct, let me put this out there. Could you please contact me. It's almost been a year now since...whatever...we saw each other...obviously you're looking, and you know that I can see that, so nothing has stopped you from doing so...soooo, just contact me, talk to me. As messed up as the situation is, I still, for whatever reason, care about you and your well being. Maybe you're too afraid to contact me over the phone, whatever..I can see you reading, and we both know what that means. I'm trying to reach out to you...i'm trying to get an understanding for all this.
Basically, I am in a Mrs Haversham state of confusion left on a high from the time we spent together, believing that everything would turn around for the better..and then being jolted out of the fairytale to this "real world" that was actually a nightmare.
I didn't do anything wrong. I swear.
"As the Rolling Stones would say, just Call me"