WOAAHHH.

 http://damncoolpics.blogspot.com/2010/07/cosplay-girls-before-and-after.html

I'm quite stunned. Hmm.

I feel better about myself.

xD

INfatuation and love

True dat.

notinvolved

And then there are those times

when you refuse to tell me anything

I may not say much when you told me you don't want to tell me

that you don't want me hurt and involved

that you say you think I'm better off not knowing

but it breaks my heart a little

that you don't trust me enough

to know your problems.

I feel kind of sad.

HAHAHAHA

Tears Fall...

The light dies in her eyes;

She cries with silent tears, slowly moving down familiar paths, falling like the raindrops of spring's end. Her face is a mask of a smile, but her glittering orbs for eyes are as empty as the hole in her brittle chest.
She wants to give him her heart, for he has earned every single broken, jagged, blackened piece of it, but the box where the heart lies still belongs to him. It has belonged to him for far too long.

He believes her heart is whole, pure and belongs to him. She wants it to belong to him, for she knows that he will treasure it. But how can she get her heart back and give it to him, when she knows can't get it back from him nor does she really want to?

Unfinished words, and hanging silences kill her, drown her in their never ending wave. She cannot remember passing days but she can remember his voice whispering sweet promises in her ear, holding her in his arms and telling her that she was his world and everything (even if it was a lie).

She wants to forget.
She wants to forget and fill her heart with only thoughts of him.
Time may be the greatest healer but her pain, her sickness, her memories cannot be healed by time.
The answer is so far out of reach, but maybe she will wait a little longer.

Just a little longer.
Tell me you love me one last time?

It's a new dream

 "You came into my life and I thought 'hey'..."

First meeting, first chances, first time I looked into your eyes I couldn't help but be drawn into their dark, captivating abyss. Brown eyes have never appealed to me more than that moment. It was all so simple; a skip, a hop, a step and soon I found my fingers curled around yours.

I'm like a rose, delicate-looking yet those silken petals and innocence could only be there to conceal the deadly thorns of my past and my present, just waiting to prick your skin. My life is written in pen, i can cross out the pass but I can't erase it and tippexing it out just ends up messy.

If you pluck me, and hold me close to your heart, I will do everything I can to hide the thorns from you, just so you can keep believing in the simplicity and innocence that I show to everyone.

But baby, you're not just everyone.

I don't remember days spent with you,

I remember moments spent with you.

Moments like the time when you casually put your arm around me and my heart danced in rhythm to it's own erratic beat and moments like us tickling, laughing and toying with fingers so sneakily under tables. (So innocent, so painfully and beautifully slow, so amazing.)

I'm still in a daze because it's happened so fast, but it still makes me happy that you've noticed the way I looked at you, the subtle bumps here and there, did you hear my heart beat? and I won't ever regret it the way I did before.

You are different

and different feels good to me

<3

"... you know, this could be something."

Dear Mum Dad

Dear Mum and Dad,

I guess it's okay for you to call me a failure, to say that i've never tried hard enough and to say that i'm never good enough for either of you.

Because you're my parents, and bringing me down is your job.

Yet I can't hate you, and it hurts when you never catch the times when I try to show my love.

I guess love is truly blind.

Love,

Your daughter who always tries her best for you.

100th post!

I am so fackin' honored 8D On to sentimental stuff.

I hope
You never blame yourself for being so far away

I know
You DO blame yourself for not being here with me

I wish
that you'd not take the blame yourself

I understand
that you're over there for studies only


After all, the only one to blame was me.
I was the one who accepted and wanted this relationship (despite you asking me).
I was the one who said, "I'll wait, no matter how long." (even though its you waiting to come home)
I was the stupid one who never jumped at opportunities when it was presented to me (though you might not have that much of feelings for me then)

Don't be upset just because I'm unhappy over life's problems and you can't give me a hug.
Plenty of hugs to come in November :)
I miss you too, silly.