thought i would look back and think why did i ever leave? to be somebody i’d dreamt i would be somebody i knew i could be would things have been different if i had stayed? would i have felt less guilty knowing that there was one less bill to pay 2012 already? wait,what just happened? yes mental trivia with yourself ...
Where memories run deep And your forgotten childhood dreams sleep Where every crack and every leak Has a story worth selling A garden that saw you through bruises from that first bike ride And pre-sport meet selection 50m races Which you would always finish last Yes those were good times of the past And it all happened in that one ...
the cookie crumbles but in whose hand.. if you fumble it falls… all things planned and said undone… so it’s best you don’t have any after thoughts for life really is too short. #noregrets.live.love.learn.grow.feel.happy.
Here but not Happy but not-quite-content The one with a dent unbroken but injured and definitely not for rent Begins to part to find peace -of-mind that is of matter to the heart.
“Children are the closest we have to wisdom, and they become adults the moment that final drop of everything mysterious is strained from them.” ― Simon Van Booy, Love Begins in Winter: Five Stories “Men do not quit playing because they grow old; they grow old because they quit playing.” ― Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr two of my top favourites… “For in every adult there ...
To change does not mean to forget who you are who you’ve always been.. society maybe keen to turn you into a stuck up,pretty little turd but is that what you think growing up is all about? becoming constantly ‘serious’, ‘busy’ and ‘tired’.. looking down on those who act like clowns only because they don’t fancy frowns on anyone including ...
Thanks to you i see only grey feel somewhat blue.. i am made for sunny days so don’t let me go astray tell me straight up what ever it is you have to say because it’s driving me crazy trying to guess almost like that perfect dress that’s a size smaller just so you know you are the cause of some serious stress invisible i am to you..and have been.. ah! if only i was taller…
back every-time. just don’t overstep the line and whatever happens win. try to not let the game go into overtime for if it does,it takes the ‘play’ out of the game somewhat like when you expect sunshine and get rain. just all really lame and a damn shame…
when your heart’s been broken again and again.. it evolves into sort of a sponge.. absorbing fast.. refusing to rinse out all that was.. and still is excruciatingly toxic to-the-brain which then obviously becomes constantly in pain of being a mixed tape on rewind-repeat aaand replay.
(originally by the eels but tweaked abit by moi) You don’t have a clue What it is like to be OVER YOU I’m here to tell you That it is good That it is true..i really am over you. Birds singing a song Old paint is peeling This is that fresh That fresh feeling Try Try to forget what’s in ...
