bethany

Tuesday, February 06, 2007


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now playing| come winter
artist| daphne loves derby
mood| been better


"i dream of the past & wish that i was there"
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the first day of fall is the last day i'll kiss the sky
the cold air surprises my bones have been spoiled by the summer's heat
the sun hides its face,
& i'll hide mine too
sooner or later this winter will rain down and leave me to wait for one year


i am burning the letters of days gone by
i'm so sorry,
but I'm scared that my heart will regret the things that i've done
breathe in all of the ashes of my mistakes
gently collapse;
so no one will notice that you're falling too short of your breath
i've wasted so much more time dreaming than living


so cherish these days,
enjoy every breath like it will be the last of your life
never look back because you won't forget why you cried


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before i began this post, i drank about 4cups of water, switched on my air-conditioner and switched to my table lamp, don't ask me why? i just feel more comfortable this way, and only when i'm at ease would i be able to think properly how to put from pen to paper what i'm thinking.


exams are coming, and in about a few weeks time i'd be school-less. i would love to call for joy, but right now my mind's fixed on issues more pressing than holidays - like exams? for example. am i ready? well, i'd like to think i am, but who am i to kid? procrastinating seems to be the middle name of most teenagers i know to
day, oh i'll do it tomorrow, oh i have time, oh this can wait, oh why don't we eat some dung?


i need to start, and soon.


training has resumed, and i'm more than happy to be back.


valentine's coming. i can't remember when was the last time i actually spent it well with a special person? or how, even. boy am i behind in the news. i've never actually been a lucky-in-love person, or maybe it always has been me. am i going about it the wrong way?


now, it's my turn, to be afraid. i'm scared shitless, and i don't wanna be lonely, nor do i wanna be alone again. i don't wanna be those guys in the movies, & i stopped beliving in romeos and heroes anymore.


now, it just feels like i'm waiting through all of my bad, bad days just to end them with someone i care about, but sometimes it's so far away.


and sometimes, even God may seem worlds apart.

9:27 PM

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