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“We lie awake in our battlefields, One chance to prove ourselves, We will prevail, Our will to live is powerful and our strength will never fade away, To the weak who try to stop us, You don't have the strength, So save your breath, Stand your ground when our hate has been concealed I'll carry it to the grave now that fate is revealed, Hold your head up high, Cause tomorrow you may die, Cause there's no one safe around here, Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. Keeps on glowing, And the winds of change will keep on blowing”- Cant.Stop.Wont.Stop.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

They asked: "Your life complicated at the time being?" M: Always been, but the lil smile stalls it. Yeah, a long stall.so Dont start the engine.

Status: Exhausted, like a words never meant before. Tired, in the mind, Numb in the brain. Perfect time for a lil me, and a lil you- Drealvler.

Days so far, No, nothing written, but my minds still ongoing, like the words and footages played in it would either kill trees or pollute the world from over shooting “green house gas emissions”. Who’d ever think that I’d ever change?

Days: “I can’t tell you what it really is, I can only tell you what it feels like”-Slim.

18th of November, Thursday: I was flying, mind, body, smile; like one could take all away, and I would’nt feel no attachment, yes- nothing mattered. Cause I made it. First voice heard: S.F.N.

19th of November, Friday: The detachment from humanity and life itself resulted an “outrage”- so I flung my body around to hide the magic dust allergies around the environment, spotless and yes it sparkled.

20th of November, Saturday: Day 2 for fairy dusting, it was perfecting I was seeking, so that was what they had to offer, I need a pattern to this deed to hold all up.

21th of November, Sunday: Met some beautiful people, with my beautiful person. All ways flowery, blooming- life blossomed, I’ll remember it, Day 8 <3.

22th of November, Monday: Looking into the past, digging the graves and fixing the pieces, it was deep and bright, at the same time lost and plight.

23th of November, Tuesday: “signing papers, papers…” , so start over, work your way up.

24th of November, Wednesday: Paper drop outs, And he finished his, so Day9 was met, after tests, it was ours. It was no other day. It just wasn’t.

25th of November, Thursday: The mother. The City. The Bankers. The Papers. The Cards. Need no repetition.

26th of November, Friday: Crashed from bed, and beached. It’s a long day- the waves took me, my mind flew away. Crash.

27th of November, Saturday: places of remembrance, Day 10. Like what the number tells us about the feeling- a ten like no other.Words.

28th of November, Sunday: A getaway deep into the waters, No enthusiasm, just a need, the sun kept me moving despite my drained control over my body. A lil shine did something to make the fire in me.

To be continued.

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