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Walls. Barriers. Things that keep us apart. Why do we even build such things around ourselves? For many years I have been wondering. Now, I have been answered. I have built numerous barriers surrounding me, and I realized that it wasn’t that I wanted to keep people out. It was because I wanted to find out who cared for me enough to break them just to be with me.

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 10.05.2012 @ 9:21 am


People have various kinds of personalities. To which do you belong to?

Alright. Truth be told, I don’t know what to write about. VARIOUS ideas keep popping into my head. *facepalm*

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 10.03.2012 @ 11:43 am


Fawn rhymes with yawn therefore I shall write about yawn. Don’t ask me why. It’s just that I just finished yawning and I don’t really have anything to write about fawns. I’m sleepy therefore I yawn. I’m bored, I yawn again. I see someone yawn, I yawn once more. Do you do that, too? ‘Cause I’m sure I do.

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 09.30.2012 @ 9:47 am


I’m on the brink of breaking apart. Barely gripping at the edge. Help me up. Don’t make me fall to the unknown. Don’t let them take me. Don’t. Please, just don’t.

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 09.27.2012 @ 8:57 am


Mistakes. Wrong turns. What has become of my past does not define me. I am here to stand up once more and be better than my before.

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 09.25.2012 @ 6:15 am


His stillness bothers me. He sat there, still as a rock. What have I done? Was there something wrong with what I just said? I tried to get his attention.

“Andrew, are you alright?”

He just looked at me with slightly teary eyes and nodded.

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 09.07.2012 @ 6:48 am


I have always wondered how a person can know how keen the other is. It isn’t measured by grades that we receive in school nor the awards that we are given. How is it measured? How does it define the person who possesses this characteristic?

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 06.19.2012 @ 10:01 am


I knew a man named Mr. Grouch
He lived in a town near the forest
I always see him in a slouch
Like he never gets any rest

Some even tease him as hunchback
But behind his back, of course
Too scared to be heard and tracked
Might be trapped between gigantic doors

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 12.02.2011 @ 5:20 am


Wings. How I wish I had them. It would absolutely be awesome to be able to soar through the sky and forget about everything. Let the wind wipe all my worries away as I soar through the sky and feel the freedom that every bird feels.

*sigh. Oh how I wish I could fly.

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 08.01.2011 @ 7:14 am


Rubber band. Rubber band. It would surely hurt if it breaks in your hand.

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 07.28.2011 @ 9:11 am

The Script.

A band that I have come to love. Peculiar for someone of my type, but true. It’s not because I could relate to their songs or something of that sort. It’s just that I find something in their songs that just attracts me into it like it’s absorbing me in its warm melody.

In addition to that, unlike other bands out there, their songs are pretty much substantial and not just about some willy nilly love sick situation. It’s something near reality that, if taken in such a serious and deep manner, may actually bring you to tears.

I’m not gonna lie. I’m not much of a “band” lover, but, truth be told, I love “The Script”.

» Posted By Demetria Malfoy On 07.28.2011 @ 8:26 am

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