| shirley temple makes me cry |
[2nd Jun 2009] |
We are all messed up in one way or another. We turn bitter because we had lost. We couldn't say our heart because we are pathetic little creatures trembling with fear. We hesitate to make a choice because we are afraid. We rather make peace with our enemies than to give in to certainty. We would rather - because the thought of walking the road ourselves somehow seem scarier than to be crashed by reality and pain.
Somewhere inside, we are all just cowards. |
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| we repent after |
[26th May 2009] |
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"All you can do is be brave and go out there.
You fought, you loved, you lost.
Walk tall, Torres."
It's not funny when a simple "hello" can cause such tremendous upheavel to your concentration. They tend to creep into your mind and set those neatly concealed thoughts free. Unsought memories moves like a plague and causes you to flounder. It makes you want to cry and even lust for it. Yet, reality continues to prevail at the end.
I managed to gather my scattered pride and walk tall.
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| heighten that, loosen now |
[18th May 2009] |
It's strange how this whole psychological thing works. Normally, I would have (to be) plans filled up my page by now but I have yet to make any from Thursday onwards, mainly because part of me is freaking out. And I would like to think that as long as I do not talk about Thursday, as long as I do not put anything on that day or after, it would seem further away - obviously not, twit.
If I knew Spanish, I would be blabblering nonsensically in that right now, just because I am freaking out.
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| crippled & slow |
[9th May 2009] |
I like to be sober enough to remind myself how much I hate drama.
Neither do I have time for it. |
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| vertiginous city |
[28th Apr 2009] |
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My head is throbbing so bad, it's not even funny. It's messing up my thoughts and the way my fingers move. I have tons of incompleted sentences in my head waiting to fill up this lonely box - and that's a challenge.
While my head insist on playing it's own tune, I actually wish I was somewhere scenic. People are moving as fast as the city is going, it's such a pity that they couldn't stop and notice the beauty. If we can't see the charm in this whirling sensation, what's left then? |
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| catch my eye |
[13th Apr 2009] |
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While I thought he was just staring into space & turning once in a while to catch his breath, he stood up and looked at me.
And he smiled.
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| the city won't hold my love |
[23rd Mar 2009] |
I believe laughing is the best calorie burner.
I believe in kissing; kissing a lot.
I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong.
I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls.
I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miracles.
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| with songs sung out of tune |
[21st Mar 2009] |
I tried to recall and everything seems a little dramatic. As we grow older, we aren't necessarily wiser. Sometimes we feel too much and speak too fast for anyone to contain. With an intention so pure - it's the actions I resent.
So which do you question?
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