Friday, January 11, 2008

Fuck you - literally!!!

Thin cushion laying on the wooden floor, lights off, tears falling, me begging.
Not again, oh no, not again
sitting up face-to-face, you try to make me understand
but my brain isn't just processing and my heart saying that this pain i can't stand
Laying my hands against yours and yours against mine
Oh God don't think that I don't know it's unfair
I know my needs and wants when I'm with you is insatiable
While you doing this over and over again isn't something unbelievable
If fighting for this again is a battle we can never win
then, I might as well exposed all my feelings inside
So I'm laying you down and my lips is with you
For I know that tomorrow would be easier if I could say that at least I fucked you

Monday, January 7, 2008

Hayskul nostalgia

The people you fell inlove with when you were still a teen will change, but just in a way that will make you love them even more.
Friendship isn't just being sweet and funny, but its about being there to laugh both about the jokes and insults, and finding sweetness even in the sourest amount of bill that everyone has to pay. hehe >3

Saturday, January 5, 2008

driving back and forth

When your past starts to hunt you and you begin to re-discover, you realized that rediscovering wasn't such a good idea at all. You scan the letters, the pictures and then the memories and find yourself crying to sleep once more.

He was my love, my true love and it scares me that what if, just what if, true love really only happens once in a lifetime and my chance had already passed by - if only it did not came sooner. I know I don't have the right to get hurt anymore. He is already happy with his own life, with someone else, while here I am, still broken. Being more and more broken.