Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Sunday, March 28, 2010

My barrier has been broken down. And i am so thankful. Everytime you look in my eyes, you giggle, everytime i look in yours I realise you have broken down this self-made barrier I hold around myself. And to break it down is a mighty hard act these days. I look in your eyes and see a world so different to the previous - a world I want to be a part of.

I always used to say "oh i hate that person.." or "i hate that.." but it was not really until just now that i realise what the word hate really means and how it feels. You are scum of the earth. You are a waste of space and have no purpose in life. I gave you myself, my whole, my entire being and you took it and smashed it into a million pieces. The only person who made you the way you are is yourself. You are self destructive and one day, not too far away, the timer on your bomb will hit 0:00. And until that day, I will be waiting for you to get what you deserve. A life in hell.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Friday, March 26, 2010

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

It's fear of the unknown. The unknown is what it is. And to be frightened of it is what sends everybody scurrying around chasing dreams, illusions, wars, peace, love, hate, all that--it's all illusion. Unknown is what it is. Accept that it's unknown and it's plain sailing. Everything is unknown--then you're ahead of the game. That's what it is. Right?
The more one analyses people, the more all reasons for analysis disappear. Sooner or later one comes to that dreadful universal thing called human nature.


I went to a party once, and there was a palm reader there and when she looked at my hand, she just froze. And I said to her "I know....I know." My lifeline is broken.

March 2010.

Enjoying one of the last nights of daylight savings.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

We have this activity we do where we are to picture our perfect place, our happy spot. Each and every time it appears the same. The same feeling overwhelmes me and I feel this place morph into reality, just for a second, and that, to me, is all I need. No religion, no God to bow down to, just the knowledge of the intensity of the power of the mind. I have created my own heaven.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

You make me feel like I'm flying.
Jeff Buckley, you are perfect. Aside from the, uh, being dead part.
Your voice is heaven personified. Forever my favourite singer.
I just want to get in my car and drive away. To where... i don't know.
Cassie: Do you know what hurts most about a broken heart? Not being able to remember how you felt before. Try and keep that feeling, because if it goes... you'll never get it back.
Chris: What happens then?
Cassie: You lay waste to the world, and everything in it.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you till just now.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

We share conversations on how we're all just floating, through space and nothing matters, i'm looking for a pattern.


Can't we just disappear and take our chances, on a teenager's romances?
There is love in our bodies and it holds us together,
And it pulls us apart when we're holding each other,
We all need something to hold in the night,
We don't care if it hurts when we're holding too tight,
There is love in your body but you can't get it out,
It gets stuck in your head, won't come out of your mouth,
Sticks to your tongue and it shows on your face that,
The sweetest of words have the bitterest taste,
Darling, how I loved you from the start,
but you'll never know what a fool I've been,
Darling, how I loved you from the start,
but that's no excuse for the state I'm in.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

When I see you the world stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There’s nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The world just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. Just you, and my eyes staring at you. When you’re gone, the world starts again and I don’t like it as much… I just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. I love it when it stops. It’s the best thing I’ve ever known or felt, the best thing, and that is why I stare at you.


Live fast, die young.