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me simplified.
you've took me down the road too many times before.
feeling sorry for myself.i feel no good to be here.im just a shadow,at times just so visible you could only see that very part of me.you'll never know me like everyone does.i know i deserve more than smirks and whatever behind closed doors.
time will heal this.and we recover from the scars even how minor.
rainbow rush(:
final straw.
its the last week for pre-historic art assignment to be done. comes friday we'll be presenting our product to Kay. man, this is nerve-wrenching. i hate rushing, but good thing creative writting is three-quarter done. an approx 4 hours heads-on for creative writting ad presentation awhile ago, and we're almost done. kudos. and i'm so worried for the final product for pre-historic art! shitzxzxz. so much "what if's" to be thought of. damn. no pressure, it gona be a long day tomorrow. on the bright side, tuesday's always the day i looked forward to where i'll be having western painting and at the same time side-tracking............
chill.
rainbow rush(:
if that's how you feel, then what's there to do?
I think it's every time I walk into a room
A silence so sudden that I seem to hear it
And how long could you hang on to a word?
Tell me, how long could you hang on to a word?
Or maybe it's all eyes on him
in love with ego and intention
The eyes that are just begging me for more.
This is gone and I can see it
your head is full of words,
full of words that don't mean anything.
If that's how you feel, then what's there to do?
I'll keep this feeling in my heart
but when you look in my eyes, you will know the truth.
now.define.
rainbow rush(:
i hava a headache.
too much headache.
too much thinking.
too much to see.
too much to hear.
too much to absorb.
too much to feel.
too much to write.
too much.
im too much.
somebody save me.
rainbow rush(:
v day.
we're getting wasted. wasted from all this shit.
i wanna wake up in the ocean.
rainbow rush(:
this just in.
"
"you know where she's going but don't know where she's been as
she push and shove you further away from the idea of love"
"she said she looked so handsome but he stood not dancing,
drawing her in like it's boring to him"
So the weekend of the human race mating season is coming close. It's very ironic that we, being ordinary people, put emotions ahead of ourselves when it comes to partnering.
"I don't love you anymore"
"It isn't the same as before"
"I sacrificed everything for you"
"I would do anything for you"
Do these common phrases ring a bell? What is the idea of love anyway?
I've heard claims that if it doesn't hurt, it is not love. If you look further into that, you'll start to realise that it is absolutely utter rubbish. So if you fall in love with someone, it means that you're being a masochist and you are willing to sacrifice unnecessarily for someone you BARELY know of? And when that feeling ceased of its existence, it is not love anymore?
Sick indeed. Very sick. And it is nature for one to seek pleasure from it. Ugh....
Fucking Lovebirds. "
qouted from szzthevillain.
rainbow rush(:
never lovers more than friends.
empty vessel makes the most noise. but i'm not empty. 'its empty'. we're 'empty'. and that causes the noise. where are we going with this? what do we have to look forward to? what have we done? what the fuck is this? if only. if only the vessels can talk.
at times like this, how i wish the friendless ghost is around. my pillar of strength.
thank you my love ones.
rainbow rush(:
eye game.
western painting. one word. awesome. even though the intro of the activity we're doing tire me -_-' we'll never mind that, cause my eyes is always around the room:D with people coming in and out of the irritating-slamming-door. anyway, first term is ending soon and i can't blardy wait! this 'overwhelming' workload is getting off our shoulders real soon. but first, we have pre-historic art final product to worry about. sheeeesh..
never mind that too, cause im looking forward to THE RED JUMPSUIT APPARATUS!! THEY'RE COMING TO TOWN!!! woohoo..gonna be a blast(:
EYE-CANDY:DD
rainbow rush(:
you're clouding up my mind.
i don't know if i'm to call it off. i caught your last words. i pretended i didn't. now i'm thinking twice. to be or not to be. or maybe i'll give it a shot. it all now depends. stop overreacting. i might go head over heels for you. no assurance.
your prized possession betrayal
rainbow rush(:
this just in.
i think im having stomach problem. it have always been-_- fuck, why in the midst of the night im blogging about this stomach. nb. side effects of over-the-top-hyper-stressing-after-i-eat-this-orange-my-stomach-grumbles-and-now-i-can-hear-it-grumbling-again syndrome.
rainbow rush(:
this sucks.
i feel like shit. its not doing good. everyone's laughing but i have to pretend. damn it. this feeling sucks big time.
that night you twitched, i remembered.
rainbow rush(:
_________ is coming home.
the boys is coming home. soon. not much details from funkycurls though. im freaking excited. a night out of joints and boozes awaits. with or w/o my dear boy.
a part of us is now missing.
rainbow rush(:
this one just in.
irritated it is to read someone's blog about oneself and his/her boyfriend/girlfriend. yes, we know you're head over heels. but don't need to post it to the public. all that is ever written in that lonesome blog is about you and him/her. snap!snap! get some life.
duh~
rainbow rush(:
piling up.
assignments after assignments. projects after projects. the piling won't stop.
somebody save me.
rainbow rush(:
lightning blue.
i'm working on the World Movement.
tag me for support.
rainbow rush(:
