Tue, Dec 31, 2013 at 11:27 PM
Our love was so carefully built, so perfectly structured. We wove our relationship into a smooth, silk cloth. However, it has been shredded into mere rags now by the claws of those who truly do not understand. Although the entire thing is no longer breathtaking like it once was, but when you look closely, the small, shredded scraps of cloth, the little memories, are still beautiful pieces of...
Fri, Oct 11, 2013 at 7:29 PM
Here's an interesting documentary. Oh and I fully support the case against religious indoctrination in schoolchildren, sorry. And don't waste your time watching it if you're not open-minded. :) http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/atheism-critical-thinking/
Sun, Dec 30, 2012 at 6:11 AM
I am luckier than I thought. More often than not, my arrogance gets the better of me. However, what I must not forget is the surprise I felt when realization of his supposedly genuine feelings, hit me, because he did not hesitate to love me, even though my body is revolting, my face does me no justice whatsoever, and my attitude, irrevocably snootier than a human's should be. "Au contraire" to...
Tue, Nov 27, 2012 at 5:25 PM
I'm watching you walk away. I'm tearing up, my emotions in turmoil. I'm remembering all our beautiful memories. I'm reliving every second we had together, inside my head. I'm no longer smiling. I'm expressing my feelings with a pen. I'm wiping off the little droplets on the pages of my diary. I'm torturing myself with sad, sad songs. I'm distracting myself with razor blades. I'm choking on my...
Tue, Nov 27, 2012 at 8:51 AM
The saddest thing about final decisions is that you can't change them. You can't go back in time, and see what the other road might be like. You will never know how it would've been and what you could've felt. What if you had said yes to something or someone in the past, would you have been sitting or lying there, bored to death and thus reading this post right now? Maybe you would've been...
Tue, Nov 27, 2012 at 8:24 AM
Nicki is a bitch, a very bad bitch. And that is the quality I admire most about her. Other than her witty talent for rap, which I must say, is quite a difficult talent, she's beautiful, quirky, daring and fun, and I love every bit of her. Her message to the Barbs is to open yourself up and let our inner bad bitches to shine, because we all deserve every little thing we want in life, and the...
Tue, Nov 27, 2012 at 8:05 AM
My tower of self-esteem collapsed at the base, it's own feet. I caved in to my sorrow. Whoever I thought I was, wasn't good enough. I found out the truth about myself. The truth was, I was an ordinary bitch. The kind people would overlook. The mousy-at-first, loud-and-ratchet-once-you-get-to-know-her kind of girl. I did not like that. This boy I had the deepest feelings for, stood me up in the...
Tue, Nov 27, 2012 at 7:33 AM
It wasn't very long ago. Maybe just a little more than a year back, but in the language of love, one year isn't a very long time, for time flies by ever so quickly when one is in love. And I can tell you, this was love. He was perfect. Everything a girl could ask for. A gentleman that oozed both with swag and class at the same time. A tough character, yet he was only sweet with me. A beautiful...