May 2013
15 posts
When I was 12, the school principal taught us a little game to keep us preoccupied after our examinations. She handed us a peacock feather each. Then, she told us to look at the eye, and try to balance the feather vertically.
It took me a few tries, but I got it right. The whole world melted away and all that mattered was that I was looking the feather in the eye and it balanced magically on my...
The Card of Whale
“You have your part to play, and whatever you did, was your destiny to do so. You need to accept it because that’s what you were meant to do. Don’t doubt your decision because it’d lead to the best outcome.”
When the anger subsides, the guilt is killing me.
“Stop comparing where you’re at with where everyone else is. It doesn’t move you...”
– Daniell Koepke (via touchpulp)
April 2013
8 posts
This feels like...
I’m at a dead end, facing a glass wall.
With a faint light coming from the other side, shining gently to form your outline.
From time to time you lean slightly closer so that I could see you clearer. Some other times the light shone brighter so your silhouette is stronger.
So I stood there and pondered and waited. While doors around me opened and closed.
Why isn’t there an...
Round and round we go
Words words and more meaningless words thrown to prove your point, for your own agenda. It’s all about you and you and you. It does not matter that the words had disintegrated to meaningless alphabets. It does not matter that it does not matter anymore.
I hope that you’ve learnt your lesson. I wish that you’d realise how much this had cost you. I hope that you’ve...
lovewinscorp:
I think it is so precious to truly love someone, to feel unconditional love for someone and to accept them as family, even if they aren’t made of the same blood as you. You may argue with them, and by let down by them, your heart may be broken by their wrongdoings… but if at the end you still look at them and know you love them, then there is nothing more precious then that...
March 2013
22 posts
“I’m tired of losing people.”
“But it’s normal. People lose people all the time. Make it a point. For one person you’ve lost, get five more. If that one comes back, then good for that person. And you have nothing to lose.”
“But I don’t want new people. I just want the same constants with me.”
“Don’t worry about that....
“One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was...”
– Gabourey Sidibe (via sorakeem)
“When truth is replaced by silence,the silence is a lie.”
– ― Yevgeny Yevtushenko (via justbesplendid)
voldemortsblog:
lucid-flower:
ay-drian:
getting over someone you never even dated
I don’t know why this picture is so accurate
i dont know why this picture was ever taken
we accept the love we think we deserve
Been making a conscious effort.
I think I’ve finally woke up from my deep slumber. It doesn’t and probably won’t ever mean a thing. Not to you, anyway.
Not that it would change anything. The impact would be as big as turning down or shutting off the TV in a room whereby the other person is plugged in to earphones.
It’d always ache, but the aching just gets lesser and...
今天，遇见了一对很老，很恩爱的夫妻。
吃饭时，他一直从自己的碗中夹给她咖哩鸡，叮咛着多吃，多吃。
她对我笑着说，好烦啊，怎么都给我了。
我笑了。他疼您呢。
才不是。是因为他不吃肉！
他也笑了。接着又一边夹走她的面，一边碎碎念地说着 ，你不该吃那么多面，我吃吧。
她安静地点了点头，脸上的甜蜜幸福，让人动容。
之后和他们离开了。才发现那位老婆婆行动不太方便，走路一拐一拐的。而老公公静静地陪着她走，在人挤人的餐厅里稳稳地站在她的前面让她扶着。
看着他们的背影，让我记得爱情其实真的很简单。
不需要太多的浪漫，甜言蜜语。只要呆在对方身边，一直相守着，直到白发苍苍，就已经足够了。
Goodbye
“We’re constantly in the midst of constructing and deconstructing our comfort zones,” was what some one told me when we were having one of our lengthy discussions some time back last year in here.
He said, this is when we learn to be strong because we learn that the only person that is constant around you is yourself.
There are so many times I wished I could go back in time...
February 2013
40 posts
the beginning of an end;
straightforward pretence;
a stop to fly;
clarity of confusion;
indulgence of emptiness;
the fact of a lie;
bitterness of sweet;
darkness for the light;
loudness of silence;
a cut to calm;
a distance to draw you close.
reflection
如果我心痛 才能换取你感动
仍然宁愿更加痛 承受我看不见 说不出的噩梦 我走近 你躲开的作弄 我想哭 哭不出的眼泪 才是痛
Maybe the reason why I reacted this way was because I saw myself. Same shit, different people. The same panic, same weakness, same injury. Maybe the big difference is that it’s crystal clear to me - can’t say so for the other.
And I don’t like what I saw.
This heartache has to go. This sickening punched-in-the-gut...
“Everyone has their weak spot. The one thing that, despite your best efforts,...”
– Sarah Dessen (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
