The Post Break-up

And so slightheave says...

First,
it was crying, failing, trying, dying, sacrificing
(and believe me, it only goes so far,
as some things, no matter how hard you try to gain them back,
are really, simply put, not meant for you, maybe not right now,
or maybe not ever.)

Second,
it was waiting.
(because you tell yourself, it might come back if I wait long enough,
and you convince yourself that time is your only ally.)

Third, *which is the hardest
it was hurting
(and you think that it will never ever end.. and
that nothing would ever feel better.)

Fourth,
it was remembering
every single memory, every single moment you spent with him
(because that assures you that you must've meant
at least something to him, too)

Fifth,
it was loving..
(and you find out that, hey! loving wasn't all about just him,
it was about you, too.)

Sixth,
it was learning.
Learning that
some things, some people,
can only stay in a given time, yknow,
to make room for other things,
and other people, too.

Seventh,
it's this.
:)

Hey, i'm actually fine without you..
(No, I haven't broken up with Bench :P I just really liked my friend's post haha)

Oh god, help me

Sometimes, people stay silent out of secrecy, sometimes it's self-preservation, and sometimes..sometimes, we honestly just..don't know what to say.

Season 4 babyyy

How I Met Your Mother is officially my happy druuuug :)

Sleepless nights

I'm running around in circles, paving my way in orbits, going no where fast.

In some sort of hysterical and mysterious way, I find rationality in insane thoughts during the silence of the night. The silence that daunts me to the bones beneath the surface of what the eyes can see, is sending me frequencies only mad men understand. The silence that gives due comfort to the restless soul searching for solitude, is speaking in tongues I am not familiar of. This silence is meaningless yet meaningful, a paradox that can only be interpreted with cautious ear.

Be still when the night falls and the stars become your day. You have become just like me with a mutated fucked up body clock due to post summer’s not so free days.

So Sim says

"A world without crime is a world without emotion."