OKAY!

Singy-songy

The stars shine brightly and I wonder
Do they stare back and check us out?
For even in the wild blue yonder
They don’t hear us scream and shout

Even as I step into the shower
Nobody can hear my lonely song
Of heart ache and heart break and never
Don’t stay away from me too long

And even as my tears come rolling down
I think of tomorrow where you are nowhere to be found
Into smiles, who would change my frown?
And keep me from spinning ‘round, oh, and ‘round

I keep my faith in you, bebhe
I know my instincts can’t be wrong
You’re coming back for me someday, bebhe
Don’t make me wait for far too long.

I keep my faith in you oh, bebhe
I know the love we have is strong
Keep on making a way… making a way
Just
Don’t stay away from me too long

My very own—Rock Album =P

Firsts

1. Independent week away from home

2. Close friend having a baby

3. Fight this week

4. Psych ward visit

5. House warming at my place

Back to the City

I’ve already packed my things, though I can’t say I’m ready to go back to school. May God bless me. 

bleh

back to school tomorrow

Mood Swings

3 days ago, I was so upset with everything. Now I’m just so happy. 

nicat:

bananapeelings:

(via papertissue)


We had an origami project once. Our teacher said paper cranes = sorry. I used to fold a lot of paper cranes, so I can give them to someone. I never did… because I realized that I never did anything wrong. 

nicat:

bananapeelings:

(via papertissue)

We had an origami project once. Our teacher said paper cranes = sorry. I used to fold a lot of paper cranes, so I can give them to someone. I never did… because I realized that I never did anything wrong. 

(via karleeftw)

(via karleeftw)

ILYFE

me to her

Mind games

Tonight, I would like to unleash all the curses, the bad words, the swear words I know. Ones that I often hear coming out of her own mouth. The  kind that I never speak of. I hate playing this game. I know I deserve better. I deserve her when she’s okay. When she’s not agitated or rude or angsty. I don’t know why I end up with saddists and not only that, ones which are brimming with pride.

I was for a time a masochist. Then I tried blocking off all emotions. Then opened myself to love everyone. Then I fell in love, and I opened my heart to vulnerability and I’ve been broken ever since.

I don’t know until when I can stay in the came. All I can say is that, I didn’t come to play. I’m in it for real and I need to a quick fix to get back in it.