will live another day
just lost myself back there. right now i have no idea how to feel. since i woke up i've been trying so hard to fight back the tears. i haven't done what i was supposed to do today and it sucks coz they're piling up like shit. anyways, grace has been amazingly supportive and i wanna send her a shoutout for that. thanks, girl. you rock.anyways, i'm updating two blogs at the same time which is kinda cool...hehe...yeah the raindrops thing...it rocks. met a few cool friends coz of that. so there. i've been playing the same song over and over again since last night and man it rocks.
i still wish i was never born. not because of this shit but because of all the things that happened in my life collectively. the only thing that keeps me hanging on now is stellar and jane. i know they'll make sense of all of this somehow.
i'm tired but the wind wills me to stand up on my feet again. for those who have gone ahead of us, for those who loved and lost, for the beauty in everything. and most of all, for love and the two lights above the sea.
2 Comments:
wow, you were really mad.. :|
anyway.. you deserve someone better than "him".. someone who will love you back.. he's somewhere out there.. you don't have to look for him. he'll come at the right time, at the right place.. :D
i have a little problem, fellow goddess.
whenever you're hurt, whenever you're sad, i cant just help but notice how beautiful you are. there is something beautiful and amazing in the way you are whenever you sail on troubled waters; however, its hard to see from the bridges you once walked on (which now, i have been visiting). maybe, i'd get a better view upclose. i just realized you have not been staring at the two lights above the sea. there is no sea.
it has been in you all along. its the reservoir of your little hopes, your little dreams; the sea is where you have kept your tears. the drops that you have not shed became the sea, and the reason why you come back to such place whenever you're blue is because, you scoop the waters in your cup of ashes, and you bring it home.
and its hard to rise if your ashes are wet.
burn. you are a phoenix. the two lights are in you, you own the heaven.
love, unpretty
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