Class doesn't begin for another 2 hours, actually 2 hours 45 minutes. And I'm already sitting in school, patiently (not really) waiting. I'm not sure who to blame or who to be angry at for the current situation that I am in. The EX who agreed to help me after our breakup, when really she just fucked me over. My school for making me think that I ( Read more... )

It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power. - alah cohen ( Read more... )

the truth is..

...my "picture perfect" family is only a picture, a photograph of a forgotten memory
...i've sheltered all my sorrows, hoping it would only go away
...my heart just skipped a beat (no relevance)
...the silence in this apartment is tormenting my brains
...i'm really a no body
...i'm in love

Things couldn't be as perfect as they are now. Hold it. Things have never been as perfect as they are now. And with its perfection; the beauty of love, i found myself basking in surrealistic dreams of adolescent memories. Isn't that what led me here today? Was it finally time to resume my life after a long pause of watching my life crumble? ( Read more... )

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...a whole page left empty. a heart left empty. (i think this apartment is really getting to me.) -- maybe not empty, but aching.

Our daily conversations have turned into months of not hearing from one another. And from time to time, from the back of my mind, I pull you out and wonder how you are doing. It has been 5 or 6 years now, that we've been acquainted. Amazingly enough, we haven't lost touch with one another. Our lives first crossed path at a time of mourning, and now ( Read more... )

coming home to an empty apartment..

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In the beginning all I hear is people singing ( Read more... )

I love you, don't ever fucking question that


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