14 May, 2009

our 

choices

bring us to where we stand now.

all of them.

choosing to believe in something is pure and magical.

until it is not anymore.

i don't regret.

but i hurt.

i hurt too much.

. c . 04:36

09 May, 2009

why 

is it that it's always about ourselves?

when does it stop?

or does it?

and i know that there are all of the ulterior and selfless and explainable circumstances where we can deconstruct that...

but can we? really?

so sometimes i just wish i could relay.

relay.

and lay.

and reeeeeeally find the light of day.

. c . 01:06