oh my god i'm so relieved i think i can die of joy right now. the deathly hallows that i read (over 3 torturous nights of no-lights and white laptop screen and aching neck) is actually just fanfic! i'm so happy i think i'm going to die now. which means on the 21st of july, i'll still be getting the authentic jkr book! i'm so happy i'm going to try ( Read more... )

i'm writing here because i don't want to spoil it for harry potter fans. but i've finished reading the deathly hallows and i'm very disappointed. i'm sorry jk rowling but i really am. i expected so much more. first of all, the harry-ginny, ron-hermoine love and sex thing is an overdose. why are there so many parts dedicated to their unbridled ( Read more... )

tonight i looked at kissingrose's archives and i get a surge of pain because i wrote so beautifully before and before and before but i can't now because my thoughts are disjointed and probably all entangled in that smile of yours. i took a photo of you in your gray colored navy shirt and a grim smile, something like pressing your lips together and ( Read more... )

sometimes we're hit with a strange kind of silence that wraps around us like a tight blanket and we struggle to push out from it only to be faced with more monsters from the nightmares of our childhood - and the second half of today uncannily resembles this strange silence. i didn't ever think i'd stop being afraid of dogs but hey, love does the ( Read more... )

when i find us losing ground, i am overwhelmed by a gripping sense of helplessness. but do you know, every day i wake up and smile because i'm happy to have you in my life and i tell myself that i honestly don't care if you never leave her or you'd never be with me because today i get to see you and that's sufficient. you say i'm not god but i don' ( Read more... )

bad disguise. your mask is smeared with red paint that looks awfully like the badly-made tomato sandwich which you sat on very accidentally because i told you to look at the stupid bird that went by and you sat on the lunchbox - you are heavy, like the ball that hangs onto my ankle with a thick chain, like the pen that stained right over my heart ( Read more... )

remember nights of long waiting - the kind that seeps between your fingers and towards the bottle and the kind of partedness that people took with their walk. we're like enemies of the sky - we choose not to propel forward because we've got nothing to look towards when we walk faced up and with our swords very close, just in case, you know. when ( Read more... )

livejournal's new layout (okay not very new but because i've been madly obsessed public blog kissingrose, i forgot about this secret journal) scares me - why are there so many stuff to click on?! uncomplicated people like me only want to log in and write, post and log out, why is that difficult to do too?! speaking of which, there've been so many ( Read more... )

i don't understand. if i've got so many flaws - being rude in my actions, grouchiness (to this, i admit that i've got an extremely unbearable moodswing thing which i take out on people sometimes), my laziness, and i'm boring and i'm vain - why do you love me then? you've once said that you'd love me with all my flaws but i don't want you to. i don' ( Read more... )

Since these days are of zombidays and ridiculous nights of tossing under covers and then wearing scarves off to zombie-land (i'm pretending it's winter), i think tonight was just me getting down to things I've not been doing for weeks - wrapping my books, finalizing the booklist and writing something in response to a fiction exercise on _chickenscratchWell, if ( Read more... )