2amfix.net

Edit: Gahd, I feel like a fruit — but after revisiting old songs all night courtesy my current insomnia, I stumbled across these lyrics and thought … “… SRSLY … TT___TT!!! …”

“또 한번만 매일 ë°¤ ë³´ê³  싶다 말해줘
단 한번만
단 한번만 이렇게 안아줘
사랑해 말해줘 너 한번만 웃어줘
또 한번만 또 다시 날 보고싶다 말해줘
또 나를 ë³´ê³  웃어줘”
(D.Caprio…

After my mini road trip today, I realized that the 105 W has been forever ruined for me.

Why?

There exists a plaza overseeing the 105 W which reads “MEXICO PLAZA”

Some of you from LA might know what I’m talking about.

It’s about 3 miles from the 110 ramp.

Anyway,

I realized — after the 454161651 trips I’ve made on…

that this relationship is getting just plain unhealthy.

It’s 3 parts yearning, and 1 part happiness.

I need to extricate part of myself out of this whirlpool while figuring out a way to maintain and nourish this relationship.

Fuck you DS for making me wait for you all the time.

So it is today that I unfortunately inform the probably already well informed stalkees of Kwon Sang Woo that the end has come.

It is of an unfortunate turn of events that the object of our deepest desire, the epitome of sex on a stick, and the very definition of eye candy will be removed from…

I feel like a god damned broken record. I feel like shit everyday, without a doubt, all the time. And all I have as a response to all the concerned questions hurtling my way is ‘I miss him.’ Even though I saw him 5 minutes ago, 3 hours ago, yesterday, 1 week ago, 2 weeks…

I got a haircut.

And took pictures at 2AM.

So I thought, “What better place to camwhore than 2AMfix!?!? Right!?!?! RIGHT!!!”

So basically, click (for huge ass pictures ;X)

After a great deal of restless discomfort, and an inability to ignore the blaring apprehension permeating my body, I decided to blog for the genuine need to process and unload my current predicament, as well as indulge in some common courtesy for those who wish to verify my continued well-being.

So first things first –present, alive,…

For those of you that are unaware, which I’m sure is the select few of you who chose to live under a rock, the internet, and all it has to offer, serves as my main source of entertainment.

A life line if you will.

But as of late, I’ve noticed that while going through my daily ritual…

So February 14 is quickly approaching, and that dire need to pound the founder of V-Day’s sorry ass through 6 solid feet of concrete is already here. Mind you, the lucky bastard’s probably already dead, but if we could resurrect him for just a moment, I’d be happy to send him right back. I mean,…

Many things actually — a fun life, good time, sparkling future — so what am I doing to achieve it? Apparently nothing, but whose fault is that? Well, I could take the pansy route and blame it on my parents for being ridiculously controlling, my friends for being ridiculously anti-social, and my college for being…