How More Pathetic Can It Get?...

It's been close to a two-month hiatus from blogging. Not really a forced thing. Still got to go online, lurk at a few forums of choice, but not inspired to write anything. In fact, this post has been on my drafts for close to another two months. Still find inspiration wanting.

So maybe to get things started here's a message to certain people that maybe will help kickstart my creative juices in the wrong direction:

To C.G.,

Moth to a flame...
Why come to my life just now?
Why do you torment me?
Why?
I just hate why circumstances are turned around to make it look like I play the role of the asshole here.
Schizophrenia to the WTF level indeed.

To D.P.,

Why should you look like a former love of mine?
Too bad you chose that we meet at such circumstance.
But a friend I shall remain.

2 Strikes. Here's the pitch.

To T.R.

You're so young. I can only advise you up to a point.
I hope you find your happiness. How I sometimes wish that I have a part in it.
You said you want to be upfront and not involve others into whatever we discuss whether it's at work or personal life. Then why involve C.G. into all this? Or worse yet, everybody else?

End of Rant.

A friend of mine once told me that there's a common denominator to all three. Try to reserve a little love for yourself, for these people will still take you for granted. Or something like that. That's been the story of my life, what can I say?