Square one, this time of a different game. Square one, nonetheless. But don't be scared, begginings are great, at least you know that there is more to come, there's hope for the futre. At this point you have no clue of what will come, who'll win or who'll lose. So you play the game and hope for the best, what else is there to do?
Blog your heart out. Posting poems, quotes, stories and general ramblings. A say as you feel blog. This is where I unwind.
January 11, 2011
January 7, 2011
not the same
"We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person."
beautiful one
She could be so beautiful, the world said. She could be beautiful if she'd put some effort. She could be beautiful if she smiled more. She could be beautiful if she lost some weight. She could be beautiful if she trusted herself. Truth is she's already is, but you're too blind to see.
January 3, 2011
everyday is special
"It's someone's birthday everyday. It's someone's wedding anniversary. It's someone's graduation. It's a holiday. A special day. Every day. Look around you. There's always something to remember."
- I Wrote This For You
December 29, 2010
the villain
I was made a villain,
in the middle of the night,
while conversations flew,
like shooting stars.
Oh, it was out of line.
Oh, it caught me by surprise.
That you took those words
as an insult on my behalf.
What a mess it is,
when the air is filled with
“I know exactly what I heard”
And there’s not any going back.
I was made the villain,
in the middle of the night,
while conversations flew,
with no intention to harm.
in the middle of the night,
while conversations flew,
like shooting stars.
Oh, it was out of line.
Oh, it caught me by surprise.
That you took those words
as an insult on my behalf.
What a mess it is,
when the air is filled with
“I know exactly what I heard”
And there’s not any going back.
I was made the villain,
in the middle of the night,
while conversations flew,
with no intention to harm.
December 27, 2010
a winter night
"My room is like a bit of June, warm and close-curtained fold on fold, but somewhere, like a homeless child, my heart is crying in the cold."
-Sarah Teasdale
December 22, 2010
not ready
No, I'm not ready to be left behind. You took all your stuff, began making it on your own and you never even left a note. Now I stand alone, in between these empty walls of sorrow, regrets, and should have dones. No, I'm not ready to be left behind. No, I'm not ready to be left without a goodbye.
December 17, 2010
face the world
I did good, yeah I made it. Four years and now it's done. Graduation, here we go. We were still kids in the beggining and now all of a sudden a change in title and it is as we're women and men, ready to face the world. Our roads are still unknown but the sure thing is we won't be back in the fall.
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