where is the
?
don't fret, it's just me.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
age-old drama
stop fighting, please.
i hate it when you guys fight. maybe you have never thought about how your arguments affect us but i don't want to be the one to tell you. i can tell you're sad and heartbroken without me telling you all about the trauma you cause us whenever you pull each other's hair.
i know you're sad, i know you miss my brother, i know you just want attention but you need to learn to cope adaptively. we cannot stay here forever, we need to grow up. frankly, it's your selfishness that prevents that from happening. you cannot shelter us forever, we need to be able to run under the rain, cross the dangerous streets, get attacked by strangers, fall in love, get hurt and survive.
i don't know how to tell you because i'm afraid of hurting you.
and you're already hurting too much.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
like water on glass
As I stare into the pale moonlight of a quiet, solitary evening, I struggle to remember how it felt when we were happy, when you held my hand and when we expected nothing. Somehow the events that transpired after we said goodbye have slipped by like water on glass. It’s been
raining ever since. I wish tears can drag memories away from my mind. But I guess even if they did, they’d fall right into my heart.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
After the rain has fallen...
if i could shield you from rain and storm everyday, i would.
if i could shine my colors upon you everyday, i would.
05.07.08 : Rainbow House On Clipper St.
people who live in this house must be very happy people. rainbows are happy things.
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