Lost cause.

March 1, 2010

Your sorry eyes cut through bone
Make it hard to leave you alone
Leave you here wearing your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new



February 26, 2010

I know it’s been a while- I’ve been busy.

So much to write, yet nowhere to start.

Lately, my life has been drained with the sorrows of others heartache, gym and preparing for uni. It’s scary really, I feel pushed into all of this; law amid other things. I’m not ready… And finally, I’m content.

I’ve been planning my tattoos recently as I’m getting them in two weeks. Where is yet to be decided. Kayla tells me Devils Ink in Newport, still I’m unsure. It’s forever. However, I finally know exactly what I want. A palm sized rose on my left rib cage, symbolic of my little sister Isabella and my mother. And “Sine Qua Non” (latin) written on my lower hips, right to left. I’ve always wanted to find something relevant to me, something purposeful, meaningful; little did I know I’d find something so incredibly appropriate. Sine Qua Non stands for “Without which not,” meaning an essential part of the whole. This, to me, is so just so fitting. ..

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February 18, 2010

For Julia.

February 14, 2010

Here are all the editorials that reminded me of you (:




http://fashionbox.17.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=135            My favourite!



February 14, 2010

If you didn’t love so much, you wouldn’t feel so much. If you didn’t feel so much, you wouldn’t hurt so much. If you didn’t hurt so much, you wouldn’t think so much. If you didn’t think so much, life wouldn’t mean so much.

February 11, 2010

And there’s nothing more beautiful than eating oranges to the scent of rain.


February 9, 2010

Nobody ever lies about being lonely.

February 9, 2010

“And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life… You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday” – Lester Burnham


February 9, 2010

Tomorrow, i have to go to school. A place i never thought i would have to go back too. Everything that happened was left in those gates – re-entering is a scary thought. Mount Saint Joseph’s Girls’ College, I hate you. 

However, i must go to accept my reward- i made it into the top 20, something i had always wanted. I use to romanticize about my ranking- but now it’s different. You’re going to be there, laughing at me, mocking me. I don’t want to go. I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go.


February 9, 2010

Before reading this I need you to understand I do love my life- for all it’s flaws and for all it’s blessings.  But this week has truly shaken me to my core.

By no means am I hater or one to hold a grudge. However, I do believe that some peoples intentions truly are cruel and hence not worthy of my forgiveness nor approval. I am very blessed in my life- I try my hardest to surround myself with people whose values and intentions truly are genuine. Highschool was simply the worst time of my life.  But at the same time I found my serendipity, providence, luck, at the end- my bestfriend. E, you couldn’t have come at a better time and for that I will always thank you.  You’ve changed me- and in such little time; I’ve done things that I never thought I could and overcome so much of my twisted disposition.  Yet, there’s still so much.

This year, I’ve learnt to deal with life and all that I do not understand; even when it comes to myself. I know I won’t change- but I’ve found solace in that. 

This year, i also learnt that i don’t trust enough. Yet, there’s no resolution for that. I’ll never change.