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Feb. 7th, 2010

love is just a game

Because she wants a guy who will just come over to be with her, not to get some. Who will hold her, and keep her close, because he’s afraid to lose her. Who will get the hair off her face, to see her eyes. Who will hug her tight. Kiss her cheek to make her smile. Slow dance with her, without the music. Who will pick a flower for her and put it in her hair. Who will watch scary movies with her and be afraid with her. Who will invite her to his family parties. And introduce her to his mom, as his beautiful girlfriend. A guy who will wave to her in the halls at school, and make sure she sees it. Who will tell her he misses her. A guy who will leave her voice mails saying he’s just telling her he loves her. Who will be there for her when she’s in a fight with her best friend.. to comfort her, and let her cry on his shoulder. A guy who will let her spray his cologne all over her room, who will let her take stupid pictures with him and show them to her friends. She wants a guy just to love her with all his heart.

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Feb. 5th, 2010

we should be lovers

Good morning, world (:

it is Friday (again), the days fly by and we are (I quote) "one week closer to A levels!".

This has been one of those weeks where all I want to do is disappear, hide somewhere where I am unknown and no one will notice or bother me and curl up and have a good cry, or just sleep and not wake up. Thing is, I'm not sad. I can't feel anything anymore; I need time out to figure what I'm doing and why, find my emotions back and just give myself some sort of meaning.

stolen off

sunrazor .

Good morning.

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Feb. 4th, 2010

because, sometimes when you dream otherwise you find yourself waking up with nothing.

There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.

Feb. 2nd, 2010

you'd think that people would've had enough of silly love songs

( some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs )

it's the second of February and that is pretty scary.
I can't feel anything anymore it's rather queer.

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Jan. 30th, 2010

live like we're dying

the week slipped past and the moon is lovely tonight and so is the cool air and quiet night and life goes on.

and I am not sad it is just my default face it's natural it's not me blame the face, no seriously!!

sleep is good (:

Jan. 28th, 2010

you had me at hello

I know I've posted this before, but

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.

-C.S. Lewis

Promise me you’ll always remember: you’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.

- A.A. Milne

Sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today’s possibility under tomorrow’s rug until we can’t anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.

- Grey's Anatomy

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Jan. 27th, 2010

the colour of moonlight on snow

"Oh, Jerry, don't let's ask for the moon. We have the stars."

Jan. 26th, 2010

every heart could understand

The evening hangs beneath the moon,
A silver thread on darkened dune.
With closing eyes and resting head
I know that sleep is coming soon.

Upon my pillow, safe in bed,
A thousand pictures fill my head,
I cannot sleep, my mind's a-flight
And yet my limbs seem made of lead.

If there are noises in the night,
A frightening shadow, flickering light;
Then I surrender unto sleep,
Where clouds of dream give second sight.

What dreams may come both dark and deep,
Of flying wings and soaring leap
As I surrender unto sleep,
As I surrender unto sleep.

Jan. 23rd, 2010

sailing on an emerald bay

so what does it mean when you can't cry anymore?

Jan. 22nd, 2010

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from givesmehope.com

I was wearing a short sleeved shirt for the first time in years. I was nervous that when my boyfriend saw my scars he wouldn't want to be with me anymore, instead he kissed my scars, and told me that if I ever felt bad enough to hurt myself again, that he would take the pain instead. He GMH

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It's Friday I'm in Love

Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

( Don't work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone. )

Jan. 20th, 2010

if the world would leave you uninspired

Everyday feels like Friday already, it's quite amusing. And when it does finally get to Friday, we'll realise we haven't done much at all and wonder where all our time went and how it managed to slip by just like that.

must. stop. not. good.

I sleep, sleep is good (:

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Jan. 18th, 2010

the lovers, the dreamers and me.

You know that feeling of waiting for someone. I mean really waiting for someone - standing in front of a restaurant in the cold and having hundreds of people pass you on the sidewalk. And you don’t want to do anything else, because you’re afraid you might miss something - that somehow if you don’t spot him right away, he’ll walk right by. So you stand there and you don’t do anything except think about how you’re standing there. Occasionally you might look at your watch, or check your cell phone to see if it’s accidentally on silent, even though you already checked for that a minute ago. That’s what this is starting to feel like.

Today was quite a good day I suppose. I begin my weeks waiting for the next weekend to come and telling myself that the next five days of madness will not be That Bad.

I guess in retrospect, everything we feel now will seem so minute and insignificant that we forget what the fuss and anxiety and pain and tears were all about but maybe that's the beauty of it all in retrospect the days of struggle will strike us as the most beautiful.

Jan. 16th, 2010

fairy elves are softly treading

This is when I finally get to scream TGIF. Except it's not anymore. One week down of school down, 19 more to go. Fifty more weeks before 2011. 297 days to As.

Leaving school past 945 being the last few ones left singing in the central plaza in the dark till hoarse and with voices stuck in head voice range hysterical singing jaakobin como tu mambo kalinda lullaby etc. made my entire week seem alright.

Jan. 12th, 2010

close white lids your dear eyes over

Sometimes I think this is what life is all about - hanging on when your heart's had enough, and giving more when you want to give up.

I don't wanna go to school ):

Jan. 10th, 2010

I feel like I'm just setting myself up for heartbreak.

This is the first time I can remember being afraid to start a new school year. I'm actually pretty much terrified, really dreading the year ahead.

When your weary heart is tired
If the world would leave you uninspired
When nothing more of love's desired
My blessing goes with you

to all those dear weary heavy tired empty hearts, I love you, I'll always be here to listen whenever you're ready you know that. Hold your head high, we'll be fine.
♥

Jan. 6th, 2010

twilight is spreading silver wings over the sky

Eh many people say I don't smile. I thought I smile very much :/ Don't I? haha okay I smile more :D!

It actually feels good to feel so human again, even if it means being able to ache and hurt again, just for the moments of happiness.

goodnight, beautiful

a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

4 days more, I have tests to study for, homework to be done, SL project stuff to be sorted out, choir to be taken care of, and a host of other little things to complete by then.