eh i didn't expect you to reply so yeah.

uh i don't know what to say to you either. just maybe thanks for being honest finally. i haven't felt that feeling of peacefulness for a long time already. happiness/hyperness is just different; it wears off after a while and doesn't solve anything. it only serves to let you forget for that period of time.

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lookit i'm not pretending!

i never did anyway, hmm.

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sorry.

i need some time... to forget.

eventually.

I'm moving. (:

this place holds many memories; i can't say i really want to leave this. but it's too easily found, and i don't like locking my journal entries like i've been trying to do recently for almost every entry in these past few months.

so, sayonara. you'll find me if you're close enough.

ESCAPIST.

a nicer word for coward. 

you know who i am don't you. How do i drop the facade when you don't even tell me things?

I'll tell you what. just stop being confused and do what your heart tells you to do. I hate this state of hovering.

The most I'll angst for a while, then go on. At least I can MOVE ON. instead of being here like this wondering what the hell you feel what the ( Read more... )

shall practise writing again.

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This is Love

This isn't love, as per say.
This is Love, with a capital L --
to make it offical.
This is plastic-coated Love,
moulded perfect,
breathtaking flawless.
Let people gape and envy.
This is Love on exhibition,
and we are the artists.

spot the ironical grammatical error :D

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funny, i'm not feeling as depressed as ( Read more... )

Disenchanted
mychemicalromance

Well I was there on the day
they sold the cause for the queen
and when the lights all went out
We watched our lives on the screen

I hate the ending myself but it
started with an alright scene
It was the roar of the crowd that gave me
heartache to sing It was a lie when the smiled
and said you won't feel a thing and as we ( Read more... )

i don't love you, like i did yesterday

everything has a start and an end. it's time this ends.

i did love you, or i thought i did, but not now, not anymore. this is really the final time, not borne out of anger, but of... weariness. of lack of emotion. distance fades emotions. absence might make the heart fonder, but most of the time it makes one ( Read more... )

Who is it this time, dear? 
Who is it who finally lets you falls to your knees?
I hear the clunk of your armour as it hits the ground,
the thunk of the sword which slips off your hand,

the sword which had pierced so many hearts.
While you stand by, and they bleed, they bleed.
Did you know you caused all this drying blood,
the blood which stains the dying ( Read more... )

to, anon. hope you know who you are.

you do know right.

that this isn't love.
that we're friends.
at least, up till now.

i hope you do.

right now my heart is dead.

at least, that's what i like to think.
though --

nevermind.

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to e, it's been nice talking to you. a pity it always lasts for such short periods.