summer envy of a plenty *

wow. i’m impressed and amused that my 5 lined-entry
will actually get a GP 500,000 word essay reply.

anyway, my mummy taught me to be kind to animals
and never fight a barking bitch.

rockingham freeway,east perth,wattle grove, i miss you many

sometimes, you just wonder…why
some people just cant seem to find friends who really care for them
some people just cant stand seeing girlfriends click together
some people just cant help bitching about people around them

i suppose all they need is a moment of silence to reflect & admit:
it boils down to 1 perfect word: jealousy

thank you for reading, have a nice day, “it”

love,
the one who clicks with the girl you cant stand

it;s like vomitting but you cant find the right time to do so
it;s like a story going on & on and it just wouldn’t end, I dread
it;s like missing a train @ a station & waiting, I anticipate
it;s like a song with its tune embedded in your head, I hum
it;s like wanting to do something but things keep cropping up
it;s just like wanting to run but somehow i cant, I hesitate

all the times I dread, anticipated, hummed, hesitated..
i hope for a solution…but it just wouldn’t appear..
tell me days are gonna turn out fine, just fine please?

she;s gone and i;m back. i;m back then she;s gone.
somehow, it happens…
but when we collide, that paints a whole new picture…
conversations of many overflowing.
an overpowering moment of energy altogether.
boy oh boy, what would i do without my bitching partner?

*did i mention that she sliced her hair too?
oh well..like what many will say..”great minds think alike” *tink tink