7 posts tagged “special”
.Passion.
.Trust.
.Why.
.Heaven.
.Simplicity.
.Love.
.Dream.
.Sorry.
.Crime.
Ands words I understand.
.Passion.
.Hatred.
.Pure.
.Life.
.Nightmare.
.Pain.
.Focus.
.Power.
.Death.
.Sin
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You want to turn back but are on a one way street.
You play with fire and dont want to get burnt.
You inspire joy but dont want to be happy.
Later..
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You *fall* in love when you don’t *choose* to.. when it just happens when it cant be *helped* you run around like a lost puppy because by the time you understand one thing another thing begins to happen....and there sits life laughing at your stupidity and finally when you do know how it works....love leaves you get the final blow....nothing else is ever the same....I haven’t met anyone who could dodge that trick....so life tries again and again....on every single person....and laughs at its own superiority...
And then there is another scene....you choose to love....you choose
someone you don’t feel for....don’t like, don’t hate, don’t pay
attention at all....and you learn to appreciate every single thing
about that person....
You learn how that person thinks, laughs,
cries, talks. You notice, and as you watch and gradually you learn to
appreciate his/her existence, you choose to make that person a part of
yourself and you observe everything because you are not blinded by the
*magic* named *love* because in love everything seems perfect and
beautiful but it's not...
When you *choose to love*, you *choose to appreciate reality*, you learn to appreciate the beauty of someone's existence.
That is the way I want love, I want to see you grow, every second and the love the beauty of your very existence.
{No, not me.
The above were spoken by someone, someone special..
But the person who said these knows not the mark they left..}
Later..
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The speaking tree says this.
O you, the one
blessed with the black heart. All your heartfelt wishes shall be
granted. But granted they shall be, by the devil.
If you so wish for yourself, you shall be cursed.
Even
today when I look back at times past, I always have tried so hard not
to wish for anything, not to expect. It comes true always, but the
devil gives nothing for free, sigh*
I try hard to suppress my wishes, my dreams. But sometimes, I am just not in time to ...
yes, I persist, persist I do. But..even
Persistence needs assurance.
An assurance of a tomorrow. No, I dont want it to be bright or cheerful. Just another day tomorrow. Another day to live and to wish for a day after.
And another day after, and another.
Until a certain fairy tale comes true.
Just until then.
Later..
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crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing what is real
my walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced
that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before so insecure
distracting/reacting
against my will I stand beside my own reflection
it's haunting how I can't seem...
Reanimate Life. Reanimate love. Reanimate lies. Reanimate the truth.
Seek thyself, seek thy own. Seek not me, seek yourself.
Later..
Win dain a lotica |
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Win chent a lotica En val turi | |
Lalala | |
Win dain a lotica
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sometimes it happens that......you become dependent on some one for your happiness
thinking it is impossible to fall back from where i arose...
{No, not me.
The above were spoken by someone, someone special..
But the person who said these knows not the mark they left..}
