December 2010
Made me
shallowpockets:
She strung those moments together and they played perfectly for us a fleeting tune, that I’ll hum forever so now when the wretched din of confusion drains the rhythm from life I can still find it between my fingers.
Sometimes, the simplest words connote the most...
Being an individual is a gift, it reflects how one should be exclusive and unparalleled in (almost) every aspect. Imperfections don’t make us flawless, but these infinitesimal ‘imperfections’ create our own individualistic identities. Our idiosyncrasies make us dissimilar, and hence we’re one-of-a-kind. I think that’s magical - to be different. Beauty is in variety....
05;32AM. Still awake. Can’t sleep since four hours ago. Insomnia bites….
I’ve recently came across an epiphany. Within half a day, I’ve watched the moments in my life unfold themselves and revealing everything I thought they never were. What I’ve thought was reality began to be obscure.. I think people really grow up when they’re 18. In 2010, I’ve...
“No one will ever
love you like me. No one will
ever love you more.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
