Make me feel better

ask more rain

you think people don't have scars?

i live folding paper cranes
i breathe drawing trees
but i can't be planes
nor be the bees
- 4nn4

for you
or anyone

but not that you'd care

why don't you see me
and i hate hate her

on my own

i can't seem to get rid

obviously

at both sides

the most awkward yet happiest day of my life
i'm content
^~^

i'm scared to be too happy
but i'm too happy i might get scarred.

when preparation meets opportunity

when i'm stopping

you are
i am

how strange

between us

so just cry

but i keep aside one
for when i think of you

my world is...

that sometimes make my heart race a little faster

maybe must be you

and the water flowing under it

to move forward

to know your words mask another intention
and does that makes me a bad person?

don't tell me not to want it

it's going to get cold
i hope

i feel empty

ps, SHR

- though it was a pleasing kind of sickness
if such a thing exists.

memoirs of a geisha

i became strange too

to be brave

is the lonelier

i'm done trying

as well as the memoirist herself - mog

with you, this is enough
when it never does

they're all spicy


author's note:
i've been told most of my 'quotes' are dark and emotional.
well, its a lie if i say i dont realize it longest time ago.
i once said somewhere else (you-know-who know you-know-where)
"sadness is the most true of all emotions"
as much as i cringe at the thought of i dont share negative feelings to anyone... at all
i think happiness is better received by other people and more welcoming
the rest comes here and well.. some place else
fair enough aye?


my throat is acting up. for at least 4 days now. you know the feeling of feel like sick, but not properly sick and it goes on forever it made you mildly yet extremely sick?

yeah that.

opps. too much words. im not bothered to write two posts this time. and i've been using old stuffs from mobile pics. its mighty inconvenient to hag those cams everywhere dont you think?

for now, i have to.. settle.

to get their heart broken

keeps me alone

screw you

to neverland?
one please

remember me?

might not so much from a line

because you don't see mine
it's a simple equation

i'm just finding a place of my own
i'm just struggling for a purpose
a little harder than everyone else

and its your loss

perhaps i wouldnt want you so much

its a no-kill

dont let me see you for a few weeks.

but once you got home, there's no one to pretend to
so i cry

Avoid opinions - P. Coelho


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