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Warning

EXTREMELY HIGH EMOTIONAL CONTENT.
Proceed with caution.

Basics

Here's my nth attempt at creating a decent blogging site. I've had so many old blogs, and they're all rotting in cyberspace with memories that I'd rather not return to, so I'm starting from scratch. AGAIN.

I'm Fam. I've been around Planet Earth for 16 years and counting, though people often think I'm a lot older than my actual age (for who knows why). I love the color red, dark chocolate, bananas and breezy, sunny days.

I love dancing, singing out of nowhere, taking pictures, going on long, leisurely walks, enjoying food, writing to my heart's content, drawing, painting and indulging in crazy-sensible conversations with crazy-sensible people.

My moods swing like a pendulum, and yes, I am one of those people who overreact, over-think, and overeat. There's no better way to get to know me than to actually listen... and if you can, speak up. Don't worry, I won't bite... except if your grammar and intentions are atrocious. ;)

Tagboard


Archives

By post:
After a long time, here I come again.
It's been so long. Damn.
It's time to move on, Fam.
I miss the way things used to be.
I wanted to write poetry, then prose, then... BULL...
"...If it's worth having, it's worth fighting for." ♥
Just a quick one before I go
Short and sweet, this one shall be :)
A Trip Down Memory Lane... AGAIN :))
BISPERAS.

By month:
February 2010 / March 2010 / April 2010 / May 2010 / June 2010 / July 2010 / November 2010 / December 2010 / January 2011 /

Credits

Layout and codes by:dawnoflights
Images from: Foto_decadent
Textures: Dearest / Looks like rain
Icons from: furlights

I don't think I know how to let go.


I was writing a blog entry but I sadly lost my train of thought.



Here's one photo to sum it all up, though, until I find the sensibility to finish what I've started.

Okay, I admit.
I'm far too weak to let you go.
If I had my way, if nothing else matters
I'd scream my lungs out and say
"My darling, I want you back."
Is this dependence? Is this denial?
I don't know and, quite frankly
I don't want to delve into that anymore.
All I know is that
loving means letting go when needed
the heart has its needs
and sometimes, the mind just can't help it.
Oh darling, I'll say it again
I'll whisper, as I'm far too choked up to scream
I don't think I'll ever understand
why you had to leave
and try as I may to set you free
I wish I could take it all back
and get you to come back to me.

I am sooooo immature.

posted on Friday, November 12, 2010 @ 7:46 AM