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Monday, April 26, 2010

"Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win."

Oh they win, they win alright.
I am all but arms across chest, trying so hard not to bump into the stiletto corners of grief,
whenever I think about thehugetradegythatIamsupposedtohaveforgotten.
Time does not heal any wounds.
Bad things do not disappear or get tucked away in a corner,
they follow you.
And remind you how easy it is to get hurt.
Trying to live without old habits,
without the people that I thought I can never live without.
Slowly.
But surely.
..
Then I realise in quite a few posts I reassure myself of this non-existant improvement.


Sky♥ 10:41 PM


Tuesday, April 20, 2010

“There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.”


Sky♥ 12:51 AM


Friday, April 09, 2010




I thought I got life all figured out (at barely 19, ha!) cause for periods of time life is so boring bland predictable all. 2010 is like a fresh start, a new year, a good year, for many people and I am happy yet jealous of them.

2010 didn't kick off for me, rather it lulled into one vicious cycle after the next where I am so stuck in the same continuing endless motion. Things and people move on, move on, move move move and I am still slowslowslowly discovering and groping around. when when when when am I going to find what I want to do, who I want to be, what to love and what to distance and money and the resolution to drink milk once a week at least huh huh huh huh.


please let inspiration (and $$) love and strength somehow smack me in the face.



Sky♥ 12:00 PM