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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

i'm losing you. and it hurts so much.
i cant breathe.
it's choking me.
help me.
i need you more than ever,
why cant you see that?



Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live! - Bob Marley
Everyone will fall at one stage. It's people that fall down, and get back up with out making a big deal out of it that i admire most. I will not be known as a girl that draws attention to herself at her weakest. I am better than that.

Monday, July 26, 2010

“I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is. I don’t know. Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?... I don’t know the answer, I know only that I can’t. I don't want any more vicissitudes, I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.”- Elizabeth Wartzel.
It's funny.
It can take days, weeks, months, even years for me to feel a real emotion.
A laugh is just a laugh, not joy. Just a show of teeth.
A cry is not for fun, but for help, for love.
A person is not real to me, unless they do something that make me feel real.
You made me feel real.
Be happy, thats a hard thing to do.
You made me feel something again.
You are special.
Dont change.
Please dont change.

Saturday, July 10, 2010




Lonely I, lonely love you,
Lonely I, surrounded by nothing,
Lonely I, pieced and waiting,
Lonely I, cursed without you.

Lonely I, sit and think,
Lonely I, was before I met you,
Lonely I, hopeless still love you,
Lonely I, pain and nothing.

Lonely I, in the darkness,
Lonely I, with my tears,
Lonely I, sorrow and hate,
Lonely I, is this my fate?