If only...

I made a deal with the devil a long time ago...

Maybe right now..I'd be....


Hmmmmm...

I bet you to enumerate the possibilities....

My thunder...

THAT was stolen from me - for quite sometime is NOW BACK IN MY ARMS! (Or tentacles or appendages or whatever...)

I have it back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, beware those who'd like to steal it again...

I'll smite you...

i look at you....

with such DISDAIN

And so I blame it on the weather...

I really shouldn't trust everyone fully.

One minute people just show you their pearly whites and then the other some just grit their darn teeth!

AND to top it all off, some just betray you.

And rain on your black parade...

Of course!!

For sure, this will surely beat the daylight out of everything...

Reunion's done and gone and it'll stay that way for two years.

So, here I am again, living my mere mortal life and kind of sucking all of it up.
And I'm back to my favorite hobby and that's called watching Smallville and other TV shows on DVD.

Lex said something that shook me.

Trust goes both ways.

Hmmmm. So meaning, if you trust someone SUPPOSEDLY they're going to trust you back or something like or even close to that definition. BUT...

I dunno.

Right now, it may seem meager and minute but pile lil' rocks up and you'll have a boulder and eventually a mountain that you can even plant a cross or a flag on. Sigh.

Cellphones sucks. And there are just times when I want to smash it into a wall or something - like my head.

BUT then again, they say, that there are places where even angels fear to tread and the blind men would just go tumbling into infinite oblivion or something.

I am blind. Not as a bat or Batman. BUT as blind as John Milton or whoever.

Right now, this may seem like a lil' fuckity-fuck-fuck of a joyride for me so hell since it's for free why not enjoy the darn ride.

This is my weakness and somewhere-somehow, I cannot make or turn this weakness into strength - no matter what I do and that includes: prayer; magic; divination and darn straight voodoo hocus-pocus.

BUT THEN AGAIN...there's only one thing I can be VERY VERY sure of...and that is..

My heart is yours.

You crazy son of a bitch.

It beats for you and you alone.

It's yours.

Yeah, sure, I do have A LOT. A HUGE ASS trust issue.

Don't blame me, I've had a lot of experiences on the trust department. My own father topped cake with chocolate icing and a cherry to boot!

BUT then again, I am human.

I cry a river.

I bleed - a lot, it's messy.

I get broken.

I can be fixed.

I am very vulnerable.

Like Superman vulnerable to Kryptonite, The Martian Manhunter to fire, Flash to zero gravity, Wonder Woman to her own magic lasso.

I do have a few rough edges, but give me time and please give me the benefit of the doubt from everything I do. Yes, given I have my moments - my episode marathons BUT it doesn't mean I hate you completely.

I am human.

NOT even close to being divine.

I do not demand anything from you or whatever, but I only ask one thing from you, give it your best shot when you're with me, I know you are, and I know sometimes I get crazy, delusional and darn frigging paranoid.

But I love you.

And that for sure I know is true and won't easily be taken away.