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» I am eighteen years old. This diary is for my SECRET posts which NOBODY is supposed to see. It's my obsolete diary which I update in times of ANGST and weirdness. So please. Give me my privacy. 0=)

»loves: BORACAY! :D too many to mention. Books. Vacation. frisbee? high grades! music, clothes, family (sometimes) high school balls, travel, biking, clean air, history, old buildings

»hates: assholes, waiting, being broke, being ugly, being stupid, being mean, mayabang people, low grades, KABABUYAN, people who are full of themselves, desperation

»feeling:
lala

»reads: romance :D

is this the part where i say i've had enough?
3:15 a.m. -- 2006-08-13

What I will NOT do is beg and make a fool out of myself. I refuse to risk anything. I think I’ve lost enough of my pride. Haha.

It’s not easy
It’s not easy to forget everything you’ve cherished,
Those moments you treasured so lovingly
Kept them close to your heart
Safe and unblemished
Those summer nights
Those first moments
Every dream, every meeting of gazes
Every smile you put on his face
Every tingle of every touch
Every day you’d catch a glimpse
Every hope you’ve ever built
Can you just throw them all away
Can you brush them off
Without shedding a single tear?
Without wishing you could go back,
Without wishing it could be the same
Wishing it wasn’t so difficult
Wishing you didn’t want to do everything
Anything in your power
Everything you could ever sacrifice
It’s not easy.

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