Find me now. Before someone else does. – 1Q84, Haruki Murakami
plus qu'hier moins que demain
tread softly, because you tread on my dreams
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15 May 12
Bleed
Today I read words and all they do is to make me bleed. Isn’t it strange? Words. Something I love. And something this beautiful can steal my breath away in a such perverse, painful way. I used to think that reading is a form of escape. For as long as you want, you cease to exist in this [...]
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12 May 12
Protected: My Turn
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21 Apr 12
Gentle
Everything felt gentle in the soft glow of the light. Words (un)spoken, hesitant touches, glances exchanged. Our uncertainty, our individual hurt, carefulness with each other. Where do we go from here?
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16 Apr 12
Protected: See see, a lost cause
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9 Apr 12
I Want To Remember
Little streaks of soft light sneaked into the room, floating on any surface they could find. I tiptoed around the quietness, trying my best to hurry and be a ghost at the same time. The illumination of the clock flicked to 0940. Something, a stillness, stopped me in my tracks. I turned and stared. A heartbeat, [...]
3 Apr 12
Protected: Good Enough Only For -
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19 Mar 12
Roller-coaster
Help. Enough of the roller-coaster emotions, the transition from nothingness to fury, the falling of walls, the contradictory hints thrown my way, the justifications, the volatility, the broken trust, the not daring to even go there, the trails of hope. Enough of the wondering, the obsessing, the checking, the reading of, the wishing, the wanting more [...]
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4 Mar 12
Transience
a few words, a couple of familiar hugs, and just like that, you were gone. it feels like.. every aspect of my life this year has a time limit – 3 days, 10 days, 9 months - and i am desperately clinging on to what i have, painfully aware that everything is transient, trying to pretend [...]
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4 Mar 12
#4852
He asked me what the difference was, walking beneath there and here which were a few steps away from each other, and I cringed visibly. Tonight, the monsters stay with me. Why do I keep returning here?
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