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My blood bleeds red For all those thoughts you left unsaid Well how could you let your guard down And let me impose We’re dying the further this thing goes Well can we go back to where we were before You dropped your heart on my floor Cause it was easiest to hide it all away And never say what we were thinking No you’d never catch me blinking that night ‘Cause I was all of yours So say goodbye to days like these I’ll give it one more try and hope it all seems better in your eyes Well maybe not this time

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Icon: LJ/sixthmile
Layout: tuesdaynight
Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery

Written on: Thursday, July 24, 2008
Time: 10:48 PM

I hate it when things start re-running, the way i don't want it to be.

A thin line separating patience and forbearance. Kids are so irritating, pissing us off like its a natural thing to do. Expecting us to give them our full attention all the time. I mean its understandable that when they don't get the attention they want at home, they'll expect us to give them what they lack. Still, it gets too much. Imagine being surrounded by kids, each pestering u to comment on their new stuffs, or telling u what happened in school. Are we hired as nannies?

Backtracking. Someone was worried, over something which i don't think she should even consider thinking about. Because it totally makes no sense cause relationship's all willing and fair. Enjoying ever single phase is what that matters and it doesnt do any good denying yourself a chance to be happy just because something else doesnt work out well. Shall eleborate next time.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VON (pardon my hair, madness)
and i looked horrible in all the shots, shoots.


i love this shot.


and now, you can blog. =)