After some time, when sorrow decides to lay low for a while.. Another part turned around. Over and over the memories of the past haunt you, like creatures of the night that creep by, feed on your heart, and torture your soul. No matter how the sadness drowns you, nothing to hold on but your dear self.
Memories are like clouds that passby every now then, they remind you of who u were and who u are.. Someday there would be a better day to look at the clouds
Friday, November 16, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Indie lifeboat
Ive always loved indie music since the time a friend got me hooked.. It always felt great to hear such new bands that most people never heard of... This is my lifeboat.. Music.
Monday, November 12, 2012
Sanity
Sometimes u just hold on for dear life, grabbing and doing anything to keep u sane, to keep it fine, to make u look normal.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
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