Resolution!

1. Keep a proper circle!
2. Learn parkour by 26!
3. Take dance class!

The Rose

I prob posted this before, but for the sake of it

Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you, its only seed


It's the heart, afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream, afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dying
That never learns to live


When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong


Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love, in the spring
Becomes the rose

Today

Today is a memorable day, with tears wept for goodnees. First, there was a remarkable number of wishes I received, which far far exceeded what I ever imagined. Second, there was the liberation of souls. While the latter I am not so sure, I hope for the best. I daren't dream of everything becoming good again, but giving freedom is the greatest love that can be given. (Disagree? Think Jesus)

ps. weebs is only sensual, never spiritual.

29 Oct

I know what I want for my birthday. An obliterator, one that can remove seriously fubar ppl.

pity

For once, I find it justified to feel sorry for myself.
First, I let how I feel get affected by inconsequent others. Second, and more importantly, is the fact that I am feeling sorry for myself.

Double Whammy

This happens when you don't look photogenic, and your "friends" post your "best" pictures online. A whooping dash of salt on your never healing wound. FML

Facebook woes

I never liked going on facebook. It always makes me feel inadequate and restrained, ane eventually emo.