shuzen wong
i hate you
i envy you
i despise you
i need you
i want you
i poisoned you
i corrupted you
i created you
i destroyed you
i cherished you
i hurt you
i healed you
i persuaded you
i let you
i am you.
`` its all about her. [#] `-
[x] i lovee myself ((://*
4:29 AM
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot,
who calls you back when you hang up on him,
who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat,
or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...
wait for the boy who kisses your forehead,
who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats,
who holds your hand in front of his friends,
who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on.
One who is constantly reminding you of how much
he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU...
The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her...
When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams
We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk.
Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen.
But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.
Love is a temporary madness.
It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.
And when it subsides you have to make a decision.
You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together
that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement,
it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.
That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away,
and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
love sholud be colourful.
who calls you back when you hang up on him,
who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat,
or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...
wait for the boy who kisses your forehead,
who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats,
who holds your hand in front of his friends,
who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on.
One who is constantly reminding you of how much
he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU...
The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her...
When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams
We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk.
Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen.
But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.
Love is a temporary madness.
It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.
And when it subsides you have to make a decision.
You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together
that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement,
it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.
That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away,
and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
love sholud be colourful.
[x] i lovee myself ((://*
4:29 AM
``like miee for miee -- // * -nobody's perfectt-
~love myself, be yourself~
shuzen
turning 18 soon
16th sept
complicated
motivate
smart nor clever
love life
shuzen
turning 18 soon
16th sept
complicated
motivate
smart nor clever
love life
leave your footprints
stay close with me
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stay close with me