For You

Let me feel your touch
it's what i'm craving for
It's just about you
It's never bout another

It ain't about the money
it ain't about the clothes
it's about your love
that i can't stop thinking of

romances that spark
moments that embark
it's just another day
when i think of you this way

love me for a second
love me for a day
love me under the rain
love me without pain

give me breath
and support me with care
give me your hand
i will hold on til the end

crash and burn

why do i bother waiting...
keeping my hopes up...





EVERY SINGLE TIME?!


ah shite...
i lost my wings and i can't go home
i've crashed and burned
and i'm lost alone
so i say my goodbyes
i know you don't care
but i'll say it anyway
hope at least someone cares.

been cheated on

grabbed dinner
'avacado chicken'







there is no avacado.......

white noise

you stand by watching
swaying like there's nothing to consider.
curiosity?
or just because that's how you are.
someone shouts,
yet you remain,
untouched.
you react to distant sounds,
just not the ones around you.
i envy you,
being clueless .
caring, attentive...a mother.
that's the best i can do.
i am the white noise.
not his or hers.
neither yours.
just 'the' white noise.
i cannot approach you.
such commitment might just kill.
there is that space,
between us two.
every time i take a chance,
i just fall.

apologies

alright, the previous blog is beyond recognition, even coming from my point of view.
please ignore if you must.

it is difficult to not being able to post a blog daily
you've got people saying how life is full of colors to see and adventures to go to yadi-yada...
look around!
not that i'm color blind or shit like that.
who has the time to see the rainbow falling down from the sky...
even if it hits us right in the face
......doubt we'd have a clue
wish i'd have the time to just sit down, don't give a rats arse about things around me
just enjoy the best gift ever from our dear friend, "The Almighty"
but that's a load of bull to think of...
at least that's what you'd say to me...pfft
oh piss off!
your not perfect either, so?
as if you've got an AMAZING life to share with.
bloody wanker..
why am i even writing this?
oh yeah, cause my blog hasn't been updated lately.
hah
i'm having the strangest feeling ever..
hmmmm......
*walks away*

barbaric

WHAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!







goodbye :(

sigh

well, guess boys will be boys now eh?
can't the world just, belong to us WOMEN...

it's only fair.







come on, face the facts.

ah nutts...

shite...saying that was a bad idea
me and my big mouth!
*slap*

stranger to me

"i think my clock is running counter-clockwise"

what does that mean?

"i think i love you"

what does that mean?

"i like you"

what does that mean?

"i want you"

i know what that means.
*awkward glance*

hereditary psychoticness

"HARLEQUIN!"

i laugh *grins*

*papa loves mambo playing from the ever so "tidy" room which kev squats in*

i won't mind being harlequin.
i've got the kicks for it.
since images of assassinations run through my mind after hearing these quirky jazz/ballroom music
bet ya i can do a good job at being a psychopathic talk show host

idolizing the joker and actually own a joker beach towel (hugging it every night)
does have an affect on my personality somehow
not saying i'll start going about laughing like a maniac killing people off
as if it were a game.
i'm still sane
sometimes insane
but mostly sane...
am i?

*grins*

Customary peace

my, it's raining again.
i doubt that i've fully recovered from my sorethroat
seems though life is playing a game with me
ah shit, i've forgotten the rules again
.....
.....
.....
.............. now i've got it
kinda hard to dig up the past when you've got SACs to think about.
there's only one rule to it, that is...
"you can't fucking leave the game"
funny rule ain't it?
bullocks, wish i'd know what i want
wish i'd know what you want
birthdays are going about lately
parties and all that shiz
it's entertaining, but it just sucks the life out of me at times.
wonder how it'd be like when i start partying at clubs late in the night?
you can come along if you ask nicely
i won't bite.
*grins*

come my way

i dreamt of you today

so soon
and why......no, not why
but how?

you left a mark so deep
deep enough to swallow me whole.
it's frustrating
but i like it
i want more of it


then you were gone again.



it's a game isn't it
who can hold on longer without breaking

i think you've won
and i think you know you've won
it kills to see you hurt
yet does it hurt for you to see me cry?

guess not

desperate i am?
is it against the law to say that i've been desperate?

give up, move on
they both sound so simple
but i need the tutorial
cause for me it's just too damn fucking hard
you wouldn't understand
cause you've never been touched by pain


there's a barrier

between us, humans and pain
that barrier seems to have been breached
what cruel personality could have done such a thing
do you know?

cause i don't


let's just go away
some place dark and cold
just come my way
cause i'll protect you from the hurt


i'll try...at least

or is it me who needs that protection from you......

scars

when was the last time you looked down at your hands
and said thank you?
what are our hands for really?
do we need them so that we are capable to live in this unjustly commentated land?

our hands
they're pushed away
scarred by the harsh blows we so strongly beat
when do we need them?
when do we see them?
they cannot speak
nor drop a tear
it rains
and
they shade us
even though it doesn't do much good
at least they know they've tried
when we fall from grace
they embrace us ever so tightly
assuring us we will be safe
when you cry
they're there to catch your tears
they resemble our kindness
and hope
look closely into your hands
do you see the scars?
they're there you know
you just have to feel it
and once you do
don't cry
it's okey
they'll never leave your side