unlikely places

bright eyed young thing

what about when you’re dirty and angry and hard? what about when you close yourself to beauty and sunlight? what about all those times you lie in bed alone with covers over your head screaming so silently just wishing someone would hear those painful whispers, just imagining the day when you’d wake and forget this life and forget this time and forget how it felt to have a heart that was in so many pieces you would never know how to start putting it back together.

and then, breath by breath, one by one, the shards and particles and porcelain chips would start to find their way back into the shape it once was. except for missing bits and pieces, here and there. and in those shallow hollows, memories would come flooding in, like plaster, to fill the holes and make it whole with stories you’ll try the rest of…

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MAYBE WE FOUND LOVE RIGHT WHERE WE ARE

October 24, 2014 It was a typical night, me lining up for public transpo to go home. It's been almost 2 weeks since my first encounter with "Ed Sheeran Guy" (The one I have posted about on my previous post) A few weeks ago, there's this guy from my town whom I have met while in the queue. … Continue reading MAYBE WE FOUND LOVE RIGHT WHERE WE ARE

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October 11, 2014 I lined up for a public transpo, as I do every night when I go home from work. I was sat at the back seat of the Adventure. My earphone was ready for an hour drive and as I was about to put it on, I heard Photograph by Ed Sheeran blasting … Continue reading THIS

BETWEEN THE PAGES

Life is about making the good so good that it counters out the bad.” Life sucks for everyone so I can’t say it is ‘that’ unfair. We all have our bad days, we just have different ways of dealing with it. I really think that life is one great story, though. A book that will … Continue reading BETWEEN THE PAGES