The Chemical Moon

Been quite sometimes since I had this much fun. Sadly the reactions of such splendor time has a bad outcome which resulted a negative mixture of emotion. I somehow wanted it more as if I've become addictive for more sex. Yes, sex! I wanted more. Not those casual kind of fun that most people had. Mine include intake of certain substance. I don't know why. But the urges are like really strong. Due to this matter, I got some bad respond from the people around me. Somewhat being left alone and not being able to do anything about it, I just push everyone away. The good if you may asked? I found those whom know me for years failed to really understands me. Those who doesn't didn't gave much of a damn. I've always said “There has to be an equal balance of Yin & Yang”. Now, I guessed as much is the balance of it. So, nothing much. It's just another stage. I should be able to get through it like normal. Which I've always (sadly) did.
Valentine's Day is just around the corner. After reading Tythus' journal on then I've realized it. I wonder how I would past my valentine's this year. Would it be pretty much the same as last year? Or I might get to meet someone along. But above all, there's always hope as I'll have a great valentine. Having high hopes may have higher disappointments. Therefore, after much consideration. I don't think I would give much hope nor faith in such. But I would have to admit that I would get damn envious on those lovely couples walking around, holding hands, hugging each other & kissing as well. I wonder if they knew if they made some pretty lonesome people like me envious. The worst time of life which I had to go through are the major celebrations which I so treasured to spend with that special someone would never came. Probably never would. At least for the next 3 years. Or so said my best friend whom asked his mother to read my future. I wonder what I would be doing to make him fall head over heel for me. I dare not imagine. I could be so damn freaking desperate I might be pointing a gun on his head!
Life is a never ending story that we write it slowly, day by day, month by month and so on. How would you write your own never ending story? It's really for you to know and for others to find out.