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i wonder if it’s futile, wishing and looking for love to come one day. I want to be so beautiful to my man that i will be enough for him. so that i don’t have to suffer agonizing over others. apparently i’m a hurt little lamb who pretends to be okay. did u know that’s [...]

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Protected: need to go out soon

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afterword

To tell you the truth it feels like it never happened. but sometimes it feels like it was an incident that happened too long ago that I cannot remember. If you ask for memories I can’t seem to conjure any up. I’m not living on the sweet times we had, nor do I remember the [...]

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I wanna go home. Beauty surround me so that I can attract again. He’s not the one I should love right now!
boost confidence ; )

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The people who need that ONE thing will never get it.

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Bed

Can’t I expect something from anyone at all? Must I be so small and meaningless to expect that everyone will fail me? Don’t I deserve to get angry sometimes? So why is it that I always feel that I shouldn’t? What’s wrong with you?

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where would my heart have gone if it weren’t with you?

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Only One

Tear. Heartstrings are not so easily cut, my dear one. but it shouldn’t matter so much to me anymore. At least I remind myself that.

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the 9th floor common room

There is no sound but the constant air coming out from the vent. What do we call these? A woosh of air? A swoosh? Other than that, the couches and table sit numbly around the common room, silent and unmoving in their companionship.
As I sit here now I wonder what is it about this room [...]

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2 down

Everyday for fleeting moments when online logins meet, I receive snippets of great information about my closest friends – unexpected, life-changing (for them) information that makes me at once so happy for them, yet slightly irritated that i’m so far away and cannot be part of it. Yet.
These moments give me the feeling that time [...]

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