dhanliza
Sate, huh? It is probably associated with innermost desires. Controlling, handling, dominating your own self.
when i was five, i tumbled down from my little bike. there was a scar on my left wrist. since that day, i'd been marked by my "okay" childhood. that scar is still here.
all of the articles i need to submit are due today. it's getting tiring to write about something i am not even interested in. right now, i don't know any other topic but sadness, and it's becoming difficult to cope with it.
it's a cold afternoon. i'd like to stir some hot coffee before i could write poems and go back to sleep.
i am not a patient person, but when it comes to people i love, i force myself to be one.
she is determined to get him back with all the tricks up in her sleeves. people call it emotional blackmail; she calls it love.
I presented myself in a way that I could not achieve. I was just lying most of the time.
july, ah, so many memories. it's my birthday month. it's your birthday month. it's our anniversary month. anniversary, supposedly. i love july so much, so much that it would make me cry when it comes.
it's cold on the roof, but if i'm with you, it'd be just fine. let's watch the moon and the stars as they give light to us from the heavens, the only witnesses to our love.
i'm just a simple girl, but he made me feel very special, like i can do anything. even the not so simple things.
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