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I just realised I’ve had so many storybook moments with guys, just that they weren’t the right guy for me. When I watch movies or read novels filled with sweet moments, and wish that I was in the protagonist’s position.. I realised I’ve been there, just I’ve never realised. Sitting next to you that evening watching the sunset by the lake with owl city’s vanilla twillight playing in our ears, ducks paddling near by in the secluded spot we’ve found was one. That early morning when we both woke up early after that crazy night, and caught eachother’s eyes and softly tiptoed to the window, careful not to wake the others around us.. and blew on the cold window panes to draw shapes on them was another. But both of you weren’t the right guy for me. Nor you, who asked that grumpy lady on the plane next to me to swap seats with you so you could be my headrest for the 9 hour redeye trip home.. I just don’t know. My friend recently commented that I might be scared of commitment, but that is so far from the truth. I’m just scared of committing to the wrong guy. Because I know when I love someone, I’ll love him with everything I have, and I don’t want to give myself to the wrong person. Where are you?
that time
That moment when I was just sitting there, I felt so alone. I want something like that now, not wait for it, for god knows how long. I wish I could just fast forward time and see if the end result is worth this waiting. Your music playing in my ears as I watched you stroke her hair as she drifted off to sleep, him lying next to me with her perched on top of him. It’s like what I want is so near to me, but it’s not for me. When will I find something like that with someone I want? I know I’ll keep waiting for that feeling, but when will it come?
I want to travel the world so badly. I want to be constantly on the move, meeting new people, seeing new places. I want my life to be filled with passion, emotions and feelings. I hate the thought of being chained down to one place and I am so so scared that one day, when I have to depart this place, I will realise that I haven’t seen much at all.
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i want to…
fall in love so badly. Feel that deep searing emotional desperation for someone else to feel the same way. I want to let my walls down and allow someone to see the person I really am inside. I want to fall in love with you.
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move on.
So many bad things happening all around the world, around us lately. The suicide of a 14 year old girl due to bullying in Australia, the massacre of 94 innocent people in Norway. A death here, another over there.. It seems like our feelings have gradually become numbed to these emotions. The sadness that’s supposed to be there replaced by a grim determination to move on… and forget, desperately hoping that with the loss of the knowledge and memory, we’ll be able to live as we’ve always had. Yes, there are those momentary bits of sadness and hopelessness. Those thoughts of “what has the world we live in become?”, ”Why? Just why can’t we co-exist peacefully and happily and safely?” But despite this, we have to move on. Just like the news bulletins. Flickering back and forth between deaths and the news of rape victims and shootings, the rise of petrol, asylum seekers until finally they drop in lighter topics; supermodels giving birth and the newest styles.. I’ve realised we can’t just stay and slowly, gradually lose our minds in a single place of darkness. We need to pry ourselves away and be strong, be happy, convince ourselves and others the world is still okay, we can make it ok. We have to make our lives count, live every moment to its fullest, don’t waste a second of it, mourn for those who have departed and move on. Live the life they would’ve wish they had the chance to live. Live for them, and live in a way that one day it’s time for you to live, you can move on with no regrets.
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