still discovering myself
i stood tiptoe upon a little hill
Be to her virtues very kind,
Be to her faults a little blind.
- Matthew Prior
Be to her faults a little blind.
- Matthew Prior
Thursday, December 29
Monday, December 26
i fear my brain is going on a decline
i fear my individuality is slowly ebbing away
i fear my creativity is coming to a standstill
Saturday, December 24
Wednesday, December 21
Friday, November 18
Wednesday, November 2
relapsing back into my old habits.
need to get this on a roll
Sunday, October 23
Saturday, September 3
What would you do with your life if you won the lottery?
I’ve been thinking…but I don’t have an answer yet. What would you do?
Saturday, August 27
liberation starts…
JULY 2012
meanwhile i’ll just stick to bread and surviving on $5 a day.
Friday, August 26
Saturday, July 30
graduation (the belated post)
“And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
Where we’re gonna be when we turn 25 35
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won’t be coming back
No more hanging out cause we’re on a different track”
“Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there?
Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it’s like we’re women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us ‘round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, keep thinking that it’s not goodbye
Keep on thinking it’s a time to fly”
“As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
From whatever
We will still be
Friends Forever”
Tuesday, July 26
10 years..is a long time.
how different will i be when i’m 30?
Wednesday, July 20
“
Next time I’ll be braver
I’ll be my own savior
When the thunder calls for me
Next time I’ll be braver
I’ll be my own savior
Standing on my own two feet
— Turning Tables, ADELE - 21
Sunday, July 10
today feels like..
i’ve sort out a huge chunk of my life.
everything should fall into place now
Thursday, June 30
sometimes I think, maybe all of this was wrong to begin with. I see how a good relationship began to unravel, and I can tell the exact point it all started to go downhill. the fights have left some hearts tainted, and sometimes broken hearts just can’t be mend.
so maybe, it was a wrong idea afterall. or maybe, it was the way we handled it that was wrong. either way, i’ll wait for it to pass, and maybe soon, we’ll see a rainbow at the end of the road.
