Things were simple then. I meet up, hook up and then move forward. I never really cared. I did not even bother to get to know them well. Names were optional. It was fun and easy. No regrets. No strings. No complications. Until I stumbled and fell. I hate myself for allowing that to happen.
Between puffs of cigarettes and cups of coffee, I rediscovered myself again.
Now I know myself better.
I am Tristan - a flirt who refuses to fall again.
7 stamps:
yes...you refuse to fall again...
until the right one comes along..
lol @the geek
my sentiments exactly! hahaha
"I am Tristan - a flirt who refuses to fall again".
coming from a piscean.. thats just hard to believe. (if those traits thingy really is true =)
@Emotionally Sloppy
hahaha - when I wrote this it was extremely cold so I guess it was just the weather. ;)
wow emo...
its natural..... to fall in love and be broken hearted again....
anyway, tnx for visiting my blog. i hope you will be visit it again.... ;-]
masamang magsalita ng tapos... hehehe
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