Wednesday, August 30, 2006
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it is on days like this that i feel so terribly alone. it's a solitude that is beautiful and yet makes your heart grow cold. that all you want to do is curl up and cry yourself to sleep.
the saddest reality, isn't of hate, really. it is of indifference; of broken friendships; of trust gone stale. and i pray that you'll never have to experience that. and someday, i pray for enough courage to accept what i cannot change, and to change what i can.
爱深埋珊瑚海
毁坏的沙碉如何重来 有裂痕的爱怎么重盖
只是一切 结束太快 你说你无法释怀
piano;
like fingers on a colourless chase for romance
like fingers making love to each other in a teasing fleet
the insatiable craving for human contact
yet the desire for none.
kbox was good =) thank you.
would i be too foolish to hope;
glittered
12:34 AM
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