M is from Mischievous

Author: MischievousM
•8:09 PM

I don't know why I know things. It's...fucking uncool.
I wish I wouldn't know what was going to happen today and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
I hope I'm wrong. I beg I'm wrong.
I need something different.
I want to go out of country.
I want to visi Japan.
I want. I want. I want.
I want to visit Paris and Seoul, and Swiss again, and Bruxelles, please, please, make it happen to me!

Author: MischievousM
•9:40 PM
It's so hard to say goodbye when you know you're not going to come back.

Author: MischievousM
•12:18 PM
I...want to apologize for bothering you. I know you're not like me, but I can't handle it. You're so special, so beautiful, smart and...yes, I think I love you. I want to go in another Universe, when my thoughts could be real...

Author: MischievousM
•9:37 PM
Please, please, please, don't forget me.

Author: MischievousM
•9:20 PM
This song is fucking awesome!
Author: MischievousM
•6:00 PM
It's strange how you told me: you're beautiful!
Nobody told me like this. Actually, I want to consider you the only man who told me [the other was a boy, and I never wanted him to say that].
It's strange how you make me feel happy. Every time I see you smiling I smile. Every time you talk I smile.
For the God's sake, you're a man.
Today, when I looked in your eyes, it was for real. I know you feel something – it is not love – you feel curiosity, you like me because I like you in the same way; we are the same, we're acting the same, we feel the same. I don't know why...
It's strange, because you are the first who I admit that I believe and I do believe in you because you are great and you make me feel great, you make me feel powerfull, you make me believe in me.
I don't know what happened this week. You told me twice that I'm beautiful and I think I'm going crazy. Today, when I met your sight, I was almost cuted. It was a sword cutting me from my heart to my stomach.
No, it's not love. I think I know what it's here, what's happening between us.
You need someone to be close to, and I need the same thing. We're alone, lonley in our world. I think we could be good friends. It's too much, I know you don't believe in friendship, because friends are never for real...and I think you are right. But we people need someone to be close to. Someone close to talk to, someone to hug and to cry near by...
I'd like to be much more with you, to discover you.
I don't know...
I think it's curiosity...
Like I am curious about her kiss...I know, you'd be stonned, you'd say: it's a girl! I know, I know. But I am curious about her, ok? She's so different, exactly like you.
Am I dumb? Am I crazy?
I only want to know...

Love, love,
Mischievous M.
Author: MischievousM
•8:31 AM
What are you guys doing when you're mad, sad, lonley, scared, ready to die?
Well, I cry. I cry all my sadness out for 5 to 10 minutes and after this, I deeply bearthe and somehow my sadness is gone. Not entirely, but most of this fugly emotional feeling is gone, gone, gone.
However, I hate to cry. It's...no, if I think again, I do not hate crying itself, but the pain which comes trough.

Love, love,
Mischievous M.
Author: MischievousM
•8:14 PM
Do not dare to say me what is life. You are just a child. You do not know everything I had to do, to endure to get this.
You bitch, do not dare to say that I am the one who changed with that stupid bitchy voice. You slut, look on your head, look at your mind and think of what you can do.
I worked by hard to get what I have while you were dancing with all your fugly friends. I am what I am just because I wanted. While you did not think I could be like this, I showed up to you.
Look at me. Can you get me now? No. You are just a failure.

With love,
Mischievous M.
Author: MischievousM
•8:04 PM

You are your only friend.
Smile when your life is fucking you or silently cry until your pain is over.
Close your eyes, breathe and do what you want.
You are your own enemy.
You are your only master.

Author: MischievousM
•12:41 PM

Last night I dreamed I kissed you. You were lying there, on my couch, and suddently the kiss came like a breath. Should I trust in my dream?
No, I won't. Sometimes I'm too realistic to believe. This is some forbidden love, isn't it?
It's ironic, I don't even know if it's love. Is it? But I want to kiss you. I do want to do it, just because I'm curious. You know Lestat, from Anne Rice's books, he wanted to become a human just to see how it is, again. I think I want to kiss you for the same reason.
I'm afraid that if I'll do it, the magic will be gone and exactly like Lestat, I'll be alone and scared. But he won, he got his vampire body back and he became again The Vampire Lestat. Will I be M. again if I'll know your lips, your taste?

With love,
Mischievous M.

Author: MischievousM
•6:47 PM
Maybe my old readers will ask why did I choose to change my name, blog, and...everything?
Well, I did not change everything. My Scream and Go blog is still up, but is only for my Romanian readers, foreign readers can not read what I write in Romanian so I want to write for everyone here.
More than this, I want to improve my English [so don't be mad of me because of my mistakes] , and I'll be writing daily.
But why I have created a new account?
I wanted to change it, so...I changed it. And...
When I write in English, I feel like I can talk about everything without any shame. So watch out, juicy secrets will come here:)
Why Mischievous?
You'll see!
Feel free to follow me on Google Friends Connect or on e-mail.
Thank you for coming here and reading my stories!

With love,
Mischievous M.

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