bemyheroine
I'm dancing in the room as I would in the woods with you | ||||||||
I'm waking up, and I see the world again.
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Saturday, January 31, 2009, 7:59 PM
11 days.
so what happens now? what happens when your heart stops beating and your world comes to an end? what happens when the earth stops spinning and there is nothing left to defend? I'm over-dramatizing things I guess. Maybe things aren't too bad. Maybe things are just gonna be alright? Maybe things could be the same? And even if things did change. So what? It's life. and when life gives us lemons... we make lemonade. Maybe I should suck it all in and realize that I'm not that bad far off. I'm not the person who's going through the worse. I'm not one of those people living and starving in the streets. But really, if everyone were to think that. We'd all be the exact same copies of each other AND there would be one poor bugger living. starving. dying. heartbroken. in a street somewhere in the middle of Manhattan. Why Manhattan? I have no idea. So yeah, I'm gonna be selfish. I'm gonna be upset. I'm gonna get angry. I'm gonna cry. I'm gonna scream. I'm gonna get moody and restless and senseless and all sorts of crazy. so to warn you now people of the world. or rather my friends. I'm about to be a whole big bucket of lemonade. or rather lemons. which would then turn into lemonade slowly in time. Maybe things'll be alright? But I can't help this feeling. I've tried to hit it down with a hammer but it just keeps coming up stronger. I'm regurgitating all those now. I guess I should've learnt not to stuff too much styrofoam in a paper bag. styrafoams are light. really light. but they take up alot of space. sorta like feelings arent they? and really, right now, I think I'm made of paper. maybe not paper even. what's thinner than paper? right. air. I'm made of air. But that ain't right cuz air cant contain styrofoam. ah whatever. same difference. I guess what I'm trying to say is that... I'm going to miss you so much... words aren't even enough for it. sigh. but yeah. whats life without lemons, styrofoam, paper or air right? <3 Fung. |
whenthelightsgoout
Said I hate you. But I lied.who thought she could own the world who knew love could taste... just so damn sweet too bad it kills you in the end. |
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