Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
The girl who hates goodbyes

Him and I made a goodbye letter.
We shred it into a million pieces and set it on fire,
I held the letter and he lit the match.
We watched it disappear with the wind as it's flame died down.
It left it's trace but it is better of gone.
Like a boat set to sail it would depart and fade,
And should it ever return, it will only be welcomed.
Heaven was dark for a very long time. But now the sun peeks and shines forth. Some rainclouds still pass by now and then, but they don't last as long. At least that is how I see it.
A Good bye from me, for me.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Written in the stars

But on Love, should you dare to trust it?
Out there in the moonlight where your destiny is hidden in hope and peace, maybe you can't see what awaits you, but at least it is written in the stars... You may never touch the stars, but if you follow them they will surely lead you. It may not be where you intended to go but will almost always end where you need to be.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Doctorhood
Turn the world up side down!
It is like the coldest, merciless, and stormiest mood disorder. Nothing like highschool at all, but regressively more like kindergarden. In fact it is resembling of a Zoo. It is a doctorhood. There are the flock of seaguls, the woodpeckers of mistrust, the night owls, the fierce cat family and the fish in the pond.
As for surviving (and) the immense amounts of knowledge one is required to learn, either you develop an allergy to failiure or tolerance and apathy, the last virtues of a dying society.
Labels:
authority,
dark,
education,
figurative,
life,
medical school,
observation,
people,
personal,
reality,
university
Monday, June 13, 2011
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Soulfully red

Labels:
emotions,
figurative,
life,
observation,
personal,
writing
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Mother-Daugther secrets
A parent can plant a seed and watch it become a flower.
Share a bit of experience and it becomes another's.
Watch a child's smile widen and it become your mother's.
Share a bit of experience and it becomes another's.
Watch a child's smile widen and it become your mother's.
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