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Friday, 4 February 2011

It's Time To Let It Go



Story of my life?

I work and forever try, but I’m cursed, so nevermind

I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain
I search but never find, hurt but never cry
I work and forever try, but I’m cursed, so nevermind
And it’s worse, but better times seem further and beyond
The top gets higher the more that I climb
The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger
Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a nigga
But soon for a nigga it be on, mu’fucka
‘Cause all the bullshit, it made me strong, mu’fucka

Lyrics:
Lil Wayne - Drop The World

Fuck-ups

If you knew half the things going in my life you probably won't hate me as much. 
I know you hate me now. And I don't blame you at all. 
I've been acting nothing but crazy! 
I apologize for everything I have done so far. 
I truly am sorry. 
For you I have got nothing but regret. 
I regret meeting you. 

It's time for me to end this chapter of my life. I been so angry with myself for being so pathetic. But I had enough of all this. Family fuck-ups and your bullshit. 
I'm done. 

Wednesday, 2 February 2011

Charlie Skacore..!

So while on my way to work this morning, humming to The Story - 30 Seconds to Mars I came across this graffiti?

It had written JOSH on top of Charlie Skacore, it wasn't Josh that attracted my attention. It reminded me of Johnny Bravo =] an animation I used to watch when I was 5!



Guess, you just need to look harder and there are pretty little things all around you :-) in all shapes and sizes!

Tuesday, 1 February 2011

Do you know Panda,

It was prolly a huge mistake that we went out. Something we shouldn't have done. Cause now we got nothing left. I miss my old friend. It was so easy to talk to him. I could empty my heart out and never regret it.

I'm still here, same ol me. My life is the same - prolly even more painful now. Feel so broken.
And I can't talk to anyone.
I don't think I miss us being together.

Just having someone to talk to, was more than enough.

But now, I have lost both: my best friend and my boyfriend.

I really miss talking to you.

Crimson red

Pieces of broken glass
Even if you try so hard to put the pieces together
You end up, hurting yourself
Crimson red.