September 2010
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First Impressions | Cheeko G ft EJC
cheleeeeee asked: -Rape-
“Do not tell me the sky’s the limit. There are footprints on the moon.”
“Simplicity may be a virtue, but life would be nothing without the complexities...”
– Tranquilist.
Frequent Pattern.
A subsequent chronic rhythm. In which I cannot escape. I wake up with this feeling in my chest. It feels heavy. It feel as if I can collapse where I stand. It’s getting to my head.
I’m awfully tired. I feel and look absolutely lurid. I’ve given up on everything. Though it may not seem like it, I’m good at keeping things within the dark.
I just wish I could escape....
“Distance never separates two hearts that really care, for our memories span the...”
I plead for someone,
to take these chains, toils, and constrictions that restrict, confine, and entangle me with on the ground in which I stand.
I want to fly free. All the beautiful things, are wild and free, right?
I just need someone.
Incantation.
I might as well repetitively tell myself that I must get things in subsequent order. I need to straighten out my priorities. So far, the only things that have been running through my mind, is that fact that I’m such a loser, with little or no uplifting facotrials that will envelop some kind of enlightenment.
I might as well tell myself, “Endurance.”
Because that’s what I...
And that was when I realized.
When we both came to terms that we couldn’t be together, I came to actualization. I had an epiphany. Realization. Recognition.
Forever is just a word, with little or no meaning.
Nujabes: Anyday, everyday.
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Precipitation of the realization.
Each drop that compiles into recognition that my own insecurities are the cause of my own downfall, is starting the enlighten me. I suppose it’s all on me, to be honest.
To why I must be feeling this way. Feeling as if I am of no good, nor will I amount to anything. Feeling as if my own displacement or disposition is because of my own ambiguities. self-doubt I have upon myself.
What I...
A distasteful arise.
I wake up, being reminded that satisfactory progress of my own state or condition has not reached fullest standards or extents. I’m still wondering why I evened bothered opening my eyes this morning.
I feel as if I’ve fallen, and I can’t get up. Or I don’t want to.
I need more sleep, is what I need.
Harmonious Whole.
I feel as if there is another someone out there that can be the harmonic to my melody. It’s as if, I have the foreshadowing feeling that someone out there amongst 6.6 billion people that walk upon this earth, with be the missing piece that is of myself.
With that, comes to the equivalent exchange, because that would be requited vice-versa.
We would make a symphony together, you and I.
Aptitude of Displacement.
Replacement.
It’s not as it seems. If anything, it’s displacement. When one specific individual finds another person? It’s called growing apart. But you’re too ignorant to even realize it when it’s right in front of you.
You grow out of your friends. Some do, and they find other people. It’s just how people work. Rekindling something may work in the future,...
I don’t want to be too busy looking for a purpose to live, to find love, or search for something that will be there when it will, chasing apparitions, that I forget to live all together.
I’ll refrain from that. So then maybe, I can enjoy living and life itself.
I have reconciled with my own emotions.
With that, comes the agreement of my contentedness. I suppose I’ve read through it carefully. But that doesn’t mean I’ve missed a few miscalculations, referring to my own feelings, that is.
I need stability, and right now, I suppose I am sangfroid. Everything seems serene as of right now. Loneliness, I’ve come to terms to.
It’s no longer a bother. As Long as I do...
With love, comes the requisites for accompaniment....
With love, requires trust, faith, and hope within the other individual. With love, comes the trust for the others liberty. It does not include any restrictions that should tie another person down from having, other friends.
Paranoia will be the death of one’s relationship.
The push. Pushing someone, consistently asking the other mate constant questions due to your lack of faith, and partly...
In the process to Ameliorate myself.
I have my characteristics that eventually proceed to my evident downfall, my flaws, my “disadvantages.” But, I’m only a person.
With that said, is already self-explanatory, is it not? I am in the process of creating my own individuality. There’s no use of comparing myself, my pros cons, as well as my basic skills, to another that may have a better development of what I can...
“We live in an uncertain world - The inner world, the world of the mind.”
“There are no barriers applied to Music. Not even language can stop the melody...”
– unknown.
“Hold on fast to dreams, for if dreams die; life is a broken winged bird that...”
– Langston Hughes.
Run | Snow Patrol
“The more you get to know someone, the more attractive they become. Because all...”
– (via stevenrosas)
Delicate Balance.
I know that something should be left untampered with because a single mishap could distort or damage the delicacy of what it already is.
Trust, loyalty, and faith fall in the classification of friendship. Where in love, it’s much more than that. More specifically the pros and cons of being in a relationship.
I would rather have stability and equilibrium in the connectivity of other people...
Because of all the tears that I've cried, I don't...
How mendacious.
I do not tolerate any type or form of the manner. If you’re going to at least associate with me, at least have the dignity and decency to be truthful and honest. My patience with someone that pertains a mendacious manner is dim.
Do not even start or try with me.
Break down these walls. Tear down these barriers.
The only obstacle as of right now, is yourself. Just let me in, please. I’d rather stay for more than a few short minutes.
I liked it better when self introductory was at it’s finest, because now things have settled and has drifted to an ease where comfortableness and fondness is now in play, it seems as if my presence or my initiative to even keep this connectivity at flow is an...
I subtly placed my lips on your cheek, as a tear found it’s way down my own. It was a goodbye, wasn’t it? It was.
Adieu.
I quickly turned away, and walked off with you falling back from behind. I told myself not to look back, not to look back.
It was more difficult than expected. I didn’t want to think about the moments we had together, the memories, “us.”
I began to run.
I stumbled upon...
I don’t do clingy. I apologize. Get off my dick, now.
Chance.
Do I deserve one? That’s for you to decide is it not?
Exactly.
I have the power to give someone a chance, or not. It’s that simple. I decide ambiguously. It also applies vice-versa.
I either obtain the chance, or oppurtunity, or I don’t. I’m not going to complain if I do not, or say that it’s “unfair.”
It’s just the way I perceive things.
Dear,
Anything that has caused emotional, physical, and mental distortion, instability, turmoil, stress, infliction, penetration, frustration, fluster, and or confusion.
Love, Dan. ♥
“Seeing isn’t believing. Believing is Seeing..”
- Peter Pan.
“Change progresses over Time. Time progresses over change.”
For every reason, there is a purpose.
Might seem redundant, right? Allow me to elaborate.
For example, you have found the reason to stay with the person you so willingly “Love.” But what’s the purpose behind that? What’s the foundation that motivates you to stay by that persons side?
Your head knows better, but your feelings and emotion beg to differ.
It’s just the workings of your own emotional...
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For those who have been feeling on the down.
I genuinely hope that things will go for the best for you. I really do. I mean, I know I don’t have a good enough reason to care, but I just do.
Just feel better.
I’m tired. goodnight.
Wanting, Wishing, Dreaming, Praying, Waiting,...
For more?
That would make me greedy now, wouldn’t it?
It is what it is.
Success is only defined based on what gives you...
but realistically, in today’s society, it’s wealth that defines success, isn’t it?
People say: follow your dreams.
What a Lie that was.
I'm a contradiction taken into physical form.
I may be realistic and insert some kind of practicality in some certain types of situations or predicaments I get myself into, but that wouldn’t make me of what I really am. That is only a detail. I am much more.
Some things aren’t always developed or enveloped with ideas. Some things are just cosmic wonders that don’t need much thinking to pertain.
Ideals. There are some...
You might look at a person, and see everything you could ever want and more. Better yet, you have this someone in your possession.
you’re together.
But, as time progresses, you progress. Your beloved progresses. You both develop. You both grow. With that said, you just might grow, out of each other.
Things change. Feelings do not, though. That’s one thing I’ve learned.
People believe everything they read or see on the...
talk about gullible..
Oh yes.
You are attractive. We understand that quite well due to your profuse, impulsive, excessive posts of pictures of yourself, revealing and broadcasting your rock hard abs or your cleavage all of over Tumblr in order attain that sole attention and acknowledgment desired.
It’s just unfortunate that sometimes, the only thing that runs through my mind is if you own a fucking shirt.
Suggestive...
Constricted.
I feel as if these walls in which were built in order to keep others out and keep myself within my own solitary confinement is now crumbling. It’s a good thing, but the only thing that is constricting me from walking freely amongst my own feet is myself.
How?
I wish to fly, but I can only walk. I have the same daily routine, in which involve the same people. It’s a chronic schedule...
