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[Sep. 1st, 2006I07:32 pm] |
And if you want me, you better speak up. I won't wait. So you better move fast.
I feel stuck between sadness and joy. I don't know where I am. Daydreaming is just about all I can manage to do today. |
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[Aug. 18th, 2006I07:34 pm] |
i can feel fall coming. i feel it in my bones. my whole way of thinking changes with fall. i become so nostalgic. my thoughts are more whimsical. and every thought process so much more complex and in depth. everything seems so beautiful and delicate. i could spend hours thinking. i also feel a hint sadder during fall. sad that people don't see the beauty i see. sad that im not out doing more. and theres this sense of...longing.
wonderful and true quotes from miss carrie bradshaw:
"Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you are to become who you will be."
I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love. And I don't think that love is here in this expensive suite in this lovely hotel in Paris. |
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[Aug. 15th, 2006I04:52 pm] |
ack.
why do i always come back to the thought of you? |
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