December 2010
37 posts
Love weekends.
You know the saddest part of this Christmas is me not being able to feel it. Have we grown too old to feel excited, to believe and to love. It feels like another Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.
Maybe this heart just stopped believing.
Merry Christmas peeps. xxxx
For my darling.
Today, I feel empty.
#1 - ARE YOU HAPPY?
The only reason why I want to be young again is because . .
I miss being crazy.
This year’s Christmas is going to be very special.
Hello our new friend.
If only we can spend everyday of our life like last night.
The greatest deal in life, is to have a mug of beer by your hands, (a few) puff of poison and excellent companion.
I can feel this impending restlessness settling down in me. You see, where is no passion, the fire burns out like a candle in the wind. I am threatening to burst like a blister on my toe. There might be ways to calm anger but what other options are there to cure a zestless heart?
If only life could be exactly like the words imprinted on my stale brown pages. I would paint my life with knights...
I swear I feel like I’ve just taken shrooms.
It is always through an unfortunate event we realise how much are we always there for each other.
Thank you, for loving me so unconditionally. Thank you, for always wanting to give me the best. Thank you, for catching my back when I fall.
I love you.
I don’t care. Not anymore.
“Don’t fight, don’t steal, don’t be greedy.”
“Silence is golden”
That awkward moment when someone asks what's wrong...