Back then

Today : "So he DID like you back when you two were hanging out"

Even though I was never sure of it. It was for at least a while.
& Of course, being too late for a reaction, is it okay if it warmed my heart for at least a few seconds?

Bad dream

I'm tired of so many things. Today's passing has become an enormous blur, starting from the beginning of the day during French class when a friend pointed out a physical flaw of mine which most likely fulfilled her with satisfaction. Then her ceaseless routine of joking has emerged to me today, a snaking growth of exhaustion and angst internally developing. Now I feel that our bonding is utterly deficient. And today I embarassed myself once again, adding yet another paper to the pile in my drawer of embarassing moments. Or maybe I just embarass myself because I manage to look at it as an embarassing situation. Maybe I'm just the only one feeling this way and magnifying everything to a far extent. Confusion has just made a large factor recently, from the doubt of friendships to self-conciousness and lack of determination. It's time to wake up and motivate myself. ELEVATE myself. Insanity's irritation is a heavier weight than the resolutions one's able to commit to. Just tired of battling with myself and my surroundings. What happened to that positive feeling of intense commitment? I can feel autumn's air surfacing each and every coming day.

Everything

starts new.

In the future, where will I be?

I want to talk to you.

Friday

I tend to rummage through ffffound quite often.

Purity

I've been picking up the sunshine

Seagull flies across my eyes forever

All that I know

is that you're the nicest thing I've seen, and I don't know if I'll ever meet someone that guided me to endless roads of smiles and illusions like you did. The experience was pretty good though, I'm sure everyone goes through one. Hope my next is just right, if not, I'll know what to do. Compatibility with comfort's all good.

P.S. I've fallen in love with the photo above

Keep calm

"& carry the fuck on"

Heck yes, these little pieces have inspired me to start my own crumbled-up notebook.
I'm sure it'll be an exciting and new way to express everything that wants to be emancipated from me. Who knows, I might even make a few scans to showcase.

My mind's sure

but it's the damn heart that keeps inducing complications and interfering with all else. I've convinced myself of too much already, I'm not going back to the beginning. Nope, nope. I must get going with my French, History, and Newspaper assignments. "Tears in Heaven" by Eric Clapton isn't helping too much either.

Lost one

Time don't go back, it go forward
Can't run from the pain, go towards it
Some things can't be explained, what caused it?
Such a beautiful soul, so pure, shit
Gonna see you again, I'm sure of it
'til that time, little man I'm nauseous
I know I'm guilty of it too but, not like them
You lost one