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Wednesday, October 22, 2008 @ 8:50 PM This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breakin'.
This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breakin' I've been wrong, I've been down To the bottom of every bottle
This.is.not.emo
Lets just say its just a state where the mind gets a little more active on replaying certain events and asks more questions than usual. bringing one to a state which is less than joy, more than sorrowy..jeez wth am i saying.
This time i can't complain.
Today i found the lid to that open box of bugging feelings, found the insecticide and used it. just saying the truth hurts alot is underated.Excrutiating even, but at least there is closure. I cast my bets, gambled with the facts ,yea i lost but on the other hand i got rid of the burden that has been weighting me down since . I went there, and came back with so much more, it was nice for a start but i wished i exercised more control and let my brain reign instead of my heart. I understood the language you don't speak, words that you didn't say. cut down ur dilemma i'll fade away from it. This trying has given rise to huge quantities of fatigue if they could even be counted. Now i see why certain events were never carried out. I kept on finding excuses, maybe this maybe that maybe thats why, to stop the thinking overload. Finally i understood why, don't know or don't care a questioned i asked before. Now the answer is clear its in fact don't care. Instincts never let me down, in the end it was right. I so foolishly thought i had it ,in the end it was just a mirage on my part. you threw away the key u were given. So many things i want you to hear but i guess i would'nt make a difference anyway. The path to relinquishment ain't gonna be easy, but the point in this is lost.I deserve better.I want this game to end whether it is a game or not i refuse to be hanged so high above the ground, im cutting the strings, im denying this game, im.letting.go.
guess it just.isin't.it
Thanks for the memories even thought they weren't so great
Thats what you get when you let your heart win.............you lose.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008 @ 8:50 PM This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breakin'.
This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breakin' I've been wrong, I've been down To the bottom of every bottle
This.is.not.emo
Lets just say its just a state where the mind gets a little more active on replaying certain events and asks more questions than usual. bringing one to a state which is less than joy, more than sorrowy..jeez wth am i saying.
This time i can't complain.
Today i found the lid to that open box of bugging feelings, found the insecticide and used it. just saying the truth hurts alot is underated.Excrutiating even, but at least there is closure. I cast my bets, gambled with the facts ,yea i lost but on the other hand i got rid of the burden that has been weighting me down since . I went there, and came back with so much more, it was nice for a start but i wished i exercised more control and let my brain reign instead of my heart. I understood the language you don't speak, words that you didn't say. cut down ur dilemma i'll fade away from it. This trying has given rise to huge quantities of fatigue if they could even be counted. Now i see why certain events were never carried out. I kept on finding excuses, maybe this maybe that maybe thats why, to stop the thinking overload. Finally i understood why, don't know or don't care a questioned i asked before. Now the answer is clear its in fact don't care. Instincts never let me down, in the end it was right. I so foolishly thought i had it ,in the end it was just a mirage on my part. you threw away the key u were given. So many things i want you to hear but i guess i would'nt make a difference anyway. The path to relinquishment ain't gonna be easy, but the point in this is lost.I deserve better.I want this game to end whether it is a game or not i refuse to be hanged so high above the ground, im cutting the strings, im denying this game, im.letting.go.
guess it just.isin't.it
Thanks for the memories even thought they weren't so great
Thats what you get when you let your heart win.............you lose.