Muscles cramp...brain buzz...mouth dry...heart squeals...body warms...head light....eyes flutter...voice low to a whisper, "Be mine..."

Good Day To Reminisce, Resident Cupid.

E says:
i like the feeling before [the rain]
E says:
its when all the heat rises and you feel all the charges in the air.. and the sky's so threatening, yet u dont know when its gonna come down
E says:
the uncertainty of rain

(Ah...just like fallin in love)

Heart Bleeds
Time will tell
Head Spins
Time will tell
Stomach Cringes
Time will tell
Hands Shiver
Time will tell
Body Quakes
Time will tell
They Turn Away
Time will tell
I Take The Step
Time.

I should start a hug campaign ;op

woaw.....its so early to be online...just couldn't get sumtin out of my head. Why do people like to try to read into things....as though they can..bftt! It's not like we need a reason to do every single thing we do every single day. Bloody unikids. (if ur reading this and feeling guilty, its probably not you. If ur in denial, it might be..) Anyways...if ur talking behind my back about me...don't tell me...unless i notice dat u are, or if its of grave importance...like that person was gonna kill me or sumtin. Actually...let him/her kill me. (well, if u are attempting this, take a number and sit in line) It would be an end to a mundane existence anyway. God...i am babbling. Fuck, why am i so pissed? Why am i so vulgar? Why are u even reading this? Sigh.. What happened to plain old ignorance? Doesn't anyone miss bliss anymore? Bliss is bliss. That's all this morning.
Till again great void.

P.S. If ur actually attempting to read into this entry..well..i'll be damned! There's no point...really! Just go listen to the music on the left or the videos below. It's far more fruitful.

Just Breathe
Hmm..wat an odd start for a day. Let's go thru the details. (1) Dressed rather conspicuously. Sigh...talk about keeping a low profile. (2) Combed my hair..to emphasize dat it was a costume, no more. (3) Token chinese dude was on time. Told u it was odd. (4) Morning wasn't warm and train wasn't dat crowded. Don't u love fridays? (5) It rained heavily and so beautifully in the afternoon, for more reasons than u would expect. (6) Which opened to such a peaceful evening. Probably because of the rain. Washes all the sin to greet a new world. Thank you lord. I found my peace.

Dear God, I know I've not been your most loyal follower. I'm doing my best. But should I die before I wake, pls care for the people I've been blessed to meet in this life. Family, friends and loved ones alike. And thank you for giving me this time to breathe.

Poets lie to tell the truth. Politicians do to hide it. -V for Vendetta

I don't like to write personal stuff but to put the record straight. I'm not lovesick.
Lovesick is an infatuation causing someone to be incapable of rational thought.
Whereas, Lovestoned is when you don't know what you should do next. U're addicted.
U noe u shld stop but why aren't u? Yes...unfortunately, I'm the latter. Happy?!

Fuck u. All of u.

PhotoGirl

There once was a girl who never knew what she felt. Because of this she hid deep inside herself, not knowing how she would be judged by the people around her. Keeping mum to any question deemed too personal to comprehend. Always the quiet one, keeper of secrets. Everyone keeps saying how beautiful and unique she was. If she could only know this was true? But how, she asked, can I know? So she takes pictures, everytime she felt different to compare them at the day's end. After a month, she had a box. A year, a closet. And there it was...her journal of feelings. It was the only way she would know the truth about what she felt at the time.

There once came a boy who sat down beside her. And she needed that journal no longer.