The sun shone down through the skylight to light up the entire library. For the first time in ages, someone was making use of the knowledge held in by those walls. There she was, head stuck in a book, the warmth hitting her face being the only thing tying her to the real world.
Are you liking in quicksand? Do you feel that way when it comes to branding? How about when it comes to life? If you have too many choices, too many options, too many paths and can’t seem to decide, then the quicksand traps you. Keep still, meditate and stay calm. Get out of the quicksand.
The forefront of the matter is as follows:
I need a college career.
I think I need a college career.
I want a college career.
I want to be an artist.
I am studying illustration.
What else do I want to do?
Writing, drawing, traveling, reading, singing, acting, dancing.
Here we go again.
I would love to compete
with someone else
instead of in my head
because my heart and thoughts
like to fight a lot
and I don’t know what is best
Should I listen to my heart
and follow you?
As I lay in bed
I think and think
about you and I
and think we should just be friends.
Handsome might have been the perfect word to describe him. Not because he was beautiful, a pretty face was not his best feature. He did act like a gentleman, worrying about you before himself. He acted like a clown making you laugh out loud every three minutes. He acted like a lover making you want him more and more. When he told you he loved you,…[Read more]
We don’t need to get in such a trifle… over these type of things.
You love him but he’s with her. What can you do? Nothing.
Maybe one day he will realise you two are meant to be.
You can’t be sure, but you can hope, just like I do with you and me.
Life is a playground.
With swings taking you up and down,
With stairs to climb to the top,
and slides making your effort seem wasted.
You can enjoy the ride,
or get dizzy on the merry go rounds.
You can use the monkey bars to hold yourself up
and cross over to places you’ve never been.
Life is a playground and just like when you were a…[Read more]
A man made half of steel moved proudly on. He didn’t see his disability. He did not feel lost. Instead he saw himself as some sort of machine. “My legs won’t ever get tired, you see.” “But, what about your arms?” “They only get stronger since I focus my energy on these.”
“I’ve finally convinced myself of who cupid really is. He’s just a sniper. He’s not trying to make you fall in love, he wants you to die of it.” She said.
“That might be true, but what a mighty cover he has. The entire world has fallen for it.” He replied.
The damage one this year cannot begin to compare to what I’ve faced in general. But, you have to ask yourself what damage really is. Aren’t broken people more special? I believe it is in japan that they fill the cracks of dishes with gold to imply that broken is beautiful. It might not be in Japan, but the fact is that this is my new motto. Broken…[Read more]
The elevator advanced slowly. Why did it only go up and down? Life has its shortcomings, life goes up and down, but there comes a point where it can’t go down any further so it just starts coming up again. Life is like an elevator. Don’t push all the buttons, you might take longer to get to your destination.
I was stuck between the crossfires of what I was and where I wanted to go. I was stuck between taking the chance and getting away. I was stuck between loving you or letting you go. Crossfire is a hard thing to go through and I don’t usually want to face them, but then I realised you were my favourite one of all and I wanted to fight for you.
The wreath was finally hanging on the door,
signifying the beginning of another time.
This year things would be a little different,
since I didn’t have you by my side.
But love works in mysterious ways,
and he knocked on my door later that day,
telling me the wreath had fallen down,
and managing to take away my frown.
There is an armchair in the corner
of my room filled with books
millions of tiny worlds
all around the room
there are princes and pirates
boats and planes
there is stock market rates
and the life of a maiden
in my room filled with worlds
there is so much to explore
so hold on to yourself
you’ll be begging for more
I take the ferry today
leaving this world behind
grab be the few things I had
and never looked back
you might say Im crazy
for following my dreams
but I know it will be worth it
just you wait and see
I take the ferry today
into another world
don’t you think I’m coming back now
don’t you think I’m just a stupid girl