February 2012
50 posts
Into the unknown.
Because while I know what is going on, while I know what I am doing, while I wish to make a difference and solve some issues here, I am scared because in 3 days it all becomes real and I walk back in there and I must make my stand here and now.
I cannot fail, I cannot lose, I have to cherish my victories and defeats, I have to succeed to prove a point.
And thus because of all of that I am scared...
60 weeks :3
You either always do or you never did.
Above said quote locked in for tat
Lately I have been trying my best but maybe it...
What is it about someone that makes you fall in love with them? Is it money? Power? Looks?
I’m sorry to break this to everyone, but if you fall for someone just because of those things, you’re in lust, not love. You fall in love with someone based on personality, not looks. You fall in love with the way that someone treats you, not how much money they spend on you. “The One”, per say, should...
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Speechless just utterly speechless.
Valentines day
Last year I got cookies, I wont deny that they were probably the duds of the batch with the best ones being given to the guy who replaced me and the guy I replaced. But the thought was there, it was nice and kind and I hated not having anything to give back other than lindt chocolates. I remembered this when I woke up today because I was thinking about what I am going to do today, so ticket...
I come home
I come home,
The room is a mess but at least my bed is made
On the bed are all the drawers I pulled out this afternoon
Crap thrown from one end to another
I look at the stuff and start throwing it away and flicking through other bits and pieces
I come across books and start reading them
Notes, poems, thoughts from the past 5 years or so
Diaries of sorts…
I will keep them I think...
Follow your bliss
You know its always hard walking away from another person you have loved for so long without looking back, you say you never should in fact its probably for the best you shouldn’t but then you do and that aspect of yourself… you know the one part of sense and dignity that you have that says don’t tells you ‘told ya so’
I dunno, maybe I am just considering it all...
Empathy
I’ll tell you what, a deal of sorts, you hold the cards, play them well, a lesson learned, a bottle brought, but don’t forget, and never tell, my final spell, was weaved so well, so in dark lit rooms, on summer nights, where my words plead you to look at how, your actions reverberate through time and space, you ignored the truth and the feeling of, being told how the shoes fit on the...