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the sun and the moon

weekends are really precious for me ever since i started working. i get through work because i can look forward to friday night till sunday night before the doom and gloom sets in. four more days before i get a tiny breather. one day at a time. i cannot imagine myself in two years sans school


the light

Don’t turn away. Keep looking at the bandaged place. That’s where the light enters you. – Rumi


i’m so disinterested in everything nowadays.


it is in the leaving

It Is In the Leaving by Nicole Blackman it is in the leaving that the agony begins —— hope and skin stretched too far time enough for words borrowed and weighty eyes that glisten in the knowing of what comes always comes after airports train stations bus stops take us apart but we keep knitting


b(u)oys

you are beautiful. i want to reach out, push your hair back and out of your eyes and tell you this seriously, slowly, so you understand what i am saying. you are, beautiful. but what would people say? i have to keep talking so the words will keep spilling thick and fast and i will


ah shites, i know i’m a terrible friend.


can’t stand the rain

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QfFFt7fsKX0


i feel like i’m fighting this alone.


panic! in the lift

i wantses sleep. i’m nice and full and warm and all i want is to crawl back into bed where i came from. which makes me thankful that i am not at home if not the next post is going to be how my day was shot because i never got out of bed after