"When morning comes again
I have the loneliness you left me
Each day drags by
Until finally my time descends on me"
If you haven't heard about Sia, PLEASE. CHECK. HER. OUT. She's amazing.. you probably might not understand the words she mumbles while she sings but.. still amazing! Every time this song plays, I ask myself, How are we able to create music that touches within? Music that lifts you spiritually or leads your heart out for a dance? I probably wouldn't have an answer but music.. Man, it's too much to put it into words. How does anyone put music into words?
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I've been getting myself distracted by getting out of the house a lot more now.. Trying to get a job, trying to fill my head with other thoughts. That said, I am going to buy a couple of books(A History of Love, Everything is Illuminated, Perks of a Wallflower etc.)
I have way too many stories to share with people, but I don't know where to start. In fact , right now, I get baffled by questions like, "Are you okay?" or "What happened...?" I am caught in between Too Much To Say and What Do I Say. So I end up shaking my head, shrugging my shoulders.. Or do something else really unlike me. I don't avoid questions, unless it's a lie.. But then I ask myself, is this a lie?
Then again, I have cleared my thoughts a little and I have prepared a few words here and there. Something along the lines of "Thank you, I miss you". It sounded a lot cooler in my head and overly cheesy even by typing this but would you rather be served with the raw honesty or a well thought out lie?
I am wearing the cloak of The Bigger Man, and yet I still can't bring myself to tell anyone lies. Actually, when you think about it, you can tell lies and go to a corner and sit and cry, or you could be honest.. which probably mean you're putting your heart out there again. So I'm caught in between Lies and Honesty. Do I say I'm okay just to satisfy a certain expectation or do I say I am not and then have expectations?
I'll figure out that part someday when my heart's not so bruised.
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Pictures with my phattaye hee hee
sasha's quiet tears of sorrow
Drink lots of water people!
xoxo L
x
I've been getting myself distracted by getting out of the house a lot more now.. Trying to get a job, trying to fill my head with other thoughts. That said, I am going to buy a couple of books(A History of Love, Everything is Illuminated, Perks of a Wallflower etc.)
I have way too many stories to share with people, but I don't know where to start. In fact , right now, I get baffled by questions like, "Are you okay?" or "What happened...?" I am caught in between Too Much To Say and What Do I Say. So I end up shaking my head, shrugging my shoulders.. Or do something else really unlike me. I don't avoid questions, unless it's a lie.. But then I ask myself, is this a lie?
Then again, I have cleared my thoughts a little and I have prepared a few words here and there. Something along the lines of "Thank you, I miss you". It sounded a lot cooler in my head and overly cheesy even by typing this but would you rather be served with the raw honesty or a well thought out lie?
I am wearing the cloak of The Bigger Man, and yet I still can't bring myself to tell anyone lies. Actually, when you think about it, you can tell lies and go to a corner and sit and cry, or you could be honest.. which probably mean you're putting your heart out there again. So I'm caught in between Lies and Honesty. Do I say I'm okay just to satisfy a certain expectation or do I say I am not and then have expectations?
I'll figure out that part someday when my heart's not so bruised.
.
.
.
Pictures with my phattaye hee hee
sasha's quiet tears of sorrow
Drink lots of water people!
xoxo L
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