May 2012
5 posts
“You know nothing of what I feel. Believe me, you never have.”
怎么就流下来
你为什么说谎
April 2012
23 posts
好心一早放開我
不如自己親手割破
i know you’re sad
Never beg again for the reasons why i should matter
greatest fear
someone told me ’ you are your mother, attracting people like your father. ‘
Self centeredness & Foolishness
What made you believe he wouldnt treat you the same as he did to her.
remember me as a time of day
never let yourself forget this feeling today.
never
should you allow anyone to put you through this. not now, not ever.
就放过自己.
Time Changes Everything
J Y K W: Warsan Shire, "The Unbearable Weight of... →
jykw:
i don’t know when love became elusive what i know, is that no one i know has it my fathers arms around my mothers neck fruit too ripe to eat, a door half way open when your name is a just a hand i can never hold everything i have ever believed in, becomes magic. i think of lovers as trees, growing to and from one another searching for the same light, my mothers laughter in a dark...
原来白天不懂夜的黑
“Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star. It’s...”
– Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via jykw)
Thrown
Today i learned
Again the intense pain of losing
Today i learned
Never to believe in false hopes
Tomorrow
I’ll make the same mistakes again
原來多麼可笑
Antilamentation, by Dorianne Laux →
Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read to the end just to find out who killed the cook. Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark, in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication. Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot. the one you beat to the punchline, the door. or the one who left you in your red dress and shoes. the ones that crimped your toes, don’t...
March 2012
13 posts
if it was a kind of pain that could be taken away the moment you put them into words
Why do you cry
Maybe when you’re older you’ll understand
Why you dont feel right
Why you cant sleep at night now
Oh I had a dream I was dreamin'
In my dream we’re almost there then you pulled me aside and said you’re going nowhere
It is dumb to cry over a lie
Take no one seriously.
“Is It Any Wonder”
“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps...”
– ― Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
before sunrise
Isnt everything we do a way to be loved a little more
what is gone is gone
here is there
and high is low
all may be undone
what is true;
no two men know-
what is gone is gone
February 2012
21 posts
i'm better than this
Wish you treasured me and had not let that get the better of you
People come and go
wish i could get used to it
somewhere where i can be loved for who i am. where i am worth. be there with assurance and
just for a while, i can be at rest.
多一眼都是痛
