Thursday, April 30, 2009

I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

Carrie from Sex and the City

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Isn't it funny when we realize that the person whom we hated so much was the only one that could make us happy?

Monday, April 20, 2009

"My father said Azula was born lucky. He said that I was lucky to be born. I don't need luck though. I don't want it. I've always had to struggle and fight and that made me strong. That made me who I am." (that aplies to me quite well)

Sunday, April 19, 2009

If this is what I call home why do I feel so alone?

Saturday, April 18, 2009

How much do I matter?


I want to run away.


I want to run away from my past.


I want to run away from everything.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

And can you die of heartbreak to die for love lost young I pray to find it again


It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

If I had a time machine, I’d travel back to where the world was at my fingers. When I could be happy and carefree, and be really happy and carefree. I would go back to when I was a child. When we were all children. And I’d laugh and I’d play. And let the grown up things stay far away.