ηolii✗
Clock is ticking
Work load increasing
Pressure is on high
Where I’d rather beA week ago, there was 7 months left
Today, 7 weeks doesn’t sound right
Secondary is coming to end
Tertiary preparing for our beginIs independent life ready for us?
Are we ready for independent life?
We rush so…
Leefa
Before.
My heart is at a constant race when I’m with her
It is overjoyed and filled with sweet hymns
As we walk down this street, conversing about our future
My soul lights up in awe of this beautiful creatureI want to take her home to meet my mother
So she can see the beholder of my heart
She’s sweet in what she does, cares and loves the way she should.
Resii ✗ Didii
With straits and woes, many to endure
these things are a displeasure.
To love is to ache thus heart be hale,
to love is not for the frail.See that which Cupid throws,
sharp-tipped, wounding arrows,
where one lodges, interrupting skin,
is it not worse than a prick of a pin?
(via khakha1228)
You left…
I thought it was a myth, only movie stars created it
I thought it was none existent, only in movies the stars had it
It hit more than the heart, every vein trembled at the thought of you
I remember I once thought I would have fought for you
Naïve, innocent, pure and uncut…
Scenario: The Gym instructor/trainer
For some it’s the cuff season, electric blankets sales shoot up and for some it’s a chance to tone that summer/beach body.
You have to admit, at some point you feel those pudding servings from December and that sweets galore package on…
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