lil things

You don’t gotta keep no other man down
For you to get up
There’s no need to worry
Just don’t give away your self-respect
‘coz if it’s all you’ve got left
The rest don’t really matter now anyway


But give away love

And give it for free
No strings attached
Just don’t ask for it back

Learn a little, a little giving and stop

What's it like to be in love?

To describe love, to try to make it a physical description would never do it justice

; but I suppose I must try.

 It’s like that blissful,

 blank moment right before you fall asleep,

 the curiosity and complacent look from the first drop of rain,

 the gentle warmth of a fire-warmed blanket on a devilish winter’s night.

 It’s all of those small moments, those ones that make you giggle and laugh for no reason at all, the ones that make you jump out of your seat and just sprint with joy, all intertwined into one huge, experimental, gratuitous emotion: love.  ❤

25.10.2011

病了，一个人扛；烦了，一个人藏；痛了，一个人挡；街上，一个人逛；路上，一个人想；晚上，一个人的床……慢慢地习惯了一个人的生活，变得沉默、变得冷落、没了想理、不想说、不想看……我不是高傲，也不是胡闹，只是厌倦了那些随时可能失去的依靠。

24.10.2011

遗忘，是送给彼此的最好纪念。

你不会忘记我，你不需要忘记我。我对于你来说是那么轻。



你一个人的时候你会想念我...吧？

想念我对你的执念


谢谢，你曾经那样的推开我。

陌生人

也许

这是连神

都不了解的世界



天最近很爱哭

它皱皱眉

我的心，也跟这潮湿了

它很痛， 我想伸手把它挖出来。



我很想说些煽情的话

比如。早上记得吃早饭。记得多喝水

要多吃水果。不要喝太多的酒

别熬夜。别抽太多的烟。。。



我有那么多那么多的话。

它们在我脑海百转千回，一次次的爆炸。

可是， 我最终也不知道。

 你在哪。

或者亲爱的， 你是谁。

那么多的话，我该说给谁。

我想，这或许就是世界上。

最悲哀的事情。



我常常的想。

或许我已经适应了这样的生活。

我告诉自己不要去碰那些所谓的爱情。

爱情和童话一样。过了天真的年纪。



梦就会破的。再也拼不完整了。



可是我真的断掉了一跟肋骨。

我痛。




如果有一天。

我是说如果。

当我疯狂的爱上你。

你只是个普通的孩子。

我也只是个普通的孩子。 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

我们不离不弃。

好好的相爱。 好吗？..



你知道吗？

其实我并没有你想象中那么坚强。

我会笑，只是因为我。在痛。


你看， 10月了。

新的一年又来了。

它生根发芽。

而我，

却腐烂了。

thank you

"what did it feel like when you fell in love?"
"oh dear, i don't think i found it"
"maybe a little in the beginning,
he didn't really have any regard for me as a person,
you're gotta be careful of that...
be very careful..
that the person you fall in love..
is worth it..to you."




"how do you trust your feeling...when they can just disappear like that?"
"i think the only way you can find out is..to have the feeling 
You're a good person. You have the right to say I do trust. I trust myself. "

a joke

Let's say for every joke i tell, i cause others to cry. 

Lets say every tear i shed causes laughter in others.

Imagine that my death is the cause of the people in this world living. Not existing, but living.

my existance is simply a hindrance to the world. 

Crying to an empty sky and hurting from "things that he said".

For now realizes that i am out of love and acceptance from the world.

They have left me abondoned and it all my fault.

It is the realization of youthful immaturity, that, in itself, only hurts the self. End to End, the joke is myself.

I started a joke