Sunday, November 18, 2007

anthem. lullaby. wish.



I want a little something more
Don't want the middle or the one before
I don't desire a complicated past
I want a love that will last

say that you love me
Say I'm the one
Don't kiss and hug me and then try to run
I don't do drama
My tears don't fall fast
I want a love that will last

[Chorus]
I don't want a just a memory
give me forever
Don't even think about saying good-bye
'Cause I want just one love to be enough
And remain in my heart till I die

So call me romantic
Oh I guess that's so
There's something more that you oughta know
I'll never leave you
So don't even ask
I want a love that will last

Forever
I want a love that will last
I want a love that will last

[Chorus]

So there's just a little more that I need
I wanna share all the air that you breathe
I'm not the kinda girl to complicate the past
I want a love that will last

Forever
I want a love the love that last
Always
I just want a love that will last
Want a love that will last

emo quote

it's hard to wait around for something you know will never happen, but it is harder to stop waiting when you know it's everything you have ever wanted.

--
i may get what i want, but they dont hang on for that long.

Monday, November 12, 2007

...

i miss the way things were.
of laughing with you.
and at you.


i
miss
being
happy.

0o0o0o0
that is why i dread going home
and my way to it.
because i get to think of all these things.

L-squared


i used to love departures.
i used to love the idea of packing up and never looking back.
oblivion.
letting go of the world you once were so used of having..'til you have grown too big for it. from everything twisted, there is an escape. from the suppresion of emotions, there is freedom. there is an exit. a breather.

but it is not how it works in real life. the heroine doesn't always have to be happy. exits may not exist. freedom may just be an illusion. and an escape may just be another of god's unanswered prayer.

i used to love departures. i hate them now.
i am insaned even by the slight thoughts of losing people and people leaving. of love persevering... but men changing. i have had enough relationship drama to last a lifetime and i should have mastered the art of leaving and letting go. but i haven't.

it is said that it's not what we hold in our hands that is ours. it is what is left when we open our hands and let go. but what if the one who got away was the ONE... if only we had enough guts to fight? what if we never get that shot at happiness again? what if there is nothing left for us to own?

leaving and letting go. two of life's hardest. i used to love them. because way back then, they were so easy.

nov. 10, 2007

Saturday, November 10, 2007

congenital fantasy



-=-
all my life, i have been waiting for my lucas.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

consolation

direkidt20: x nako gi ask out ko
kim_y8: ang salvadorian?
direkidt20: nope the one before
kim_y8: kinsa??
direkidt20: a mexican
kim_y8: kinsai mas love nimu?
direkidt20: patay
direkidt20: hahaha
direkidt20: <3
kim_y8: answer daun! ehhe
direkidt20: kimmm

kim_y8: hoi i miss u j**. i wanna cry
direkidt20: psh
direkidt20: shut up oi
direkidt20: I MISS YOU TOOO

oOoO
it's good knowing that someone loves you on the other side of the world.
but sometimes, i can help but feel alone.