feeling: Nostalgic

30 January 2010

Love, the sand by the shore.



Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same."


There's something about you and the beach that I don't think I'll ever understand... Shall we just sit here and watch the sun set??
The footprints that you left me are still warm in my heart every time I think of you. Clasping our hands beneath the sands, laying here under stars with all our dreams; now, that's a wonderful night...

Someday all this would happen.

25 January 2010

Remembering Sunday



I still see you every night..
Blood rushes to my head when I'm awake.
I know now dreams are truly just dreams. 
Fairy tales are not of this world.


Everything thing seems so perfect;
you we're sooo happy!
We were just two sentimental fools 
traveling around the world with our hands together.


See you in the next life..

22 January 2010

you keep hurting, I keep quiet..




Why do i even brother?? you treat me like i owe you a return.. I don't even know why I keep trying to stay on, what's the point? After all that we've been through, you act like nothing has ever happen. whatever fuck happen from now I'm not giving two shits. (or at least i'll try not to) it's just hurting me. To hell with all of you! 


Think whatever you want of me..

13 January 2010

Kokomo sounds good now..

So it's the new year already.. Well there's new worries... hmmm I've been so stress out with this Poly/ITE/Army shit. Right now seriously, I feel like just going in NS this year. At least I don't have to worry about studying and all that crap. Arrrrgh. 

Why oh why?!?! 

Well let's see where the fuck this goes. 

01 January 2010

A part of life, a joy to the soul.

Yes we are [friends] and I do like to pass the day with you in serious and inconsequential chatter.  I wouldn't mind washing up beside you, dusting beside you, reading the back half of the paper while you read the front.  We are friends and I would miss you, do miss you and think of you very often.  I don't want to lose this happy space where I have found someone who is smart and easy and doesn't bother to check her diary when we arrange to meet.  ~Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body, 1992


Never explain yourself. Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it.
“True friends are like diamonds, precious and rare. False friends are like leaves, found everywhere.”
A friend will come bail you out of jail but, your best friend will be sitting next to you saying… “Wow that was fun!”