down down down
there was a happy little bubble,basking in radiant colours;
*pop* you burst it.
the heart swells with hope and longing,
like a balloon inflated with helium.
subjected to deflation,
time and again,
over and over,
the heart is worn out,
the rubber wears thin.
then you pump in air again.
and satisfied, you tie it up.
the balloon soars;
you cant catch it.
you slipped up.
i'd like fireworks,
of a different brilliance each time.
show me breathtaking.
Miss guarded heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you want to use that line you better not start, no
maybe the ld girl will always live on,
"we feel the lurrrvve."
groomed for the stage;
what they never taught
was how to realise when you're saying what you want to say
and when you're merely reciting a scripted line
- with emotions -
it's unhealthy for the latter to take place more often than it should
i never had the slightest inkling
how gender roles are related to the solar system.
think i'm starting to see the light.
perhaps i ought to stop giving in,
instinctively.
'cause that's what a big sister does.
and it shouldnt be this way.
mind, you gotta stop wandering.
it's dangerous
'cause each time you get lost,
i never know if i'm gonna find you back.
gen; smart rj galzxz, fav campaign-mate! :D
pastries = YH's weakness.
haha i'm not making an effort at coherence. and it shall stay that way for the rest of this entry :D
saturday was nice, we can never get enough of the waters though. a sheepish confession: EC makes the arms go weak. hahaha, thanks girls. we shd get like membership from subway soon. (:
i need a floorplan for new room.
/contained expressions.
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