locked in

It is tormenting like hell to harbor hate and love at the same time for a person in your heart.

Why do You like to place me at the breaking point,at the borderline always?
To tell You the truth
seriously I am losing my sanity and my soul at the cost of it so please stop this rollercoaster life for me!

shades..

Blink Blink

Here she sits and stares

Life has different colours

Emotions have shades too

Today I am a mix of purple and deep sea green

Maybe it’s beyond any understanding

Standing..air fluttering

A longing deep intense longing

Images in the rearview

Flashbacks

dark maroon color

And then the gray mist

Purpose

Miracle

Strings

Sky blue

What we all want is crystal clear clarity in everything

But relations they are always some kind of magic a mystery

Hard to interpret yet impossible to be without them

Dirty green

*deep breathe*

waiting for the day when she wins the battle against herself..

The boy who blocked his own shot-Brand new

If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want.
I already know what I am.

And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.

I'll grow old and start acting my age.
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.
A crown of gold.
A heart that's harder than stone.
And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone.

Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
Only hoping as time goes, you can forget.

If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state.
You can keep to yourself.
I'll keep out of your way.

And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down.
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out.

It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds.

So call it quits or get a grip.
Say you wanted a solution.
You just wanted to be missed.

Call me a safe bet.
I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget...
So you can forget
You can forget

You are calm and reposed.
Let your beauty unfold
How I like the skin stretched over your bones.
Spring keeps you ever close.
You are second hand smoke.
You are so fragile and thin.
Standing trial for your sins.
Holding onto yourself the best you can.
You are the smell before rain.
You are the blood in my veins.

Call me a safe bet.
I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.

I am going back tomorrow. Vacations were ok nothing special to mention..I planned to make many sketches but unfortunately i ended up completing my anatomy sketch book :P tomorrow all the running and catching up begins!
tc everyone
bye till next sunday

yellow

Life what we call it..Is just about moving on and getting rid of the past accepting what you get and letting go of what you can't have..is it that easy? To do all this is it that easy as it looks like? I bet you it isn't it really isn't..with every unfulfilled desire a part of you changes and you are never the same person again...I hate to change..

Greg laswell-What a day
What a day to be alive
What a day to realize I'm not dead
What a day to save a dime
What a day to die trying

What a way to say good bye
What a wonderful life now
What a way to use your mind
What a day to say good night

"Bring on the evening hours," I cry
"Bring on the evidence of my life"
(My life)

What a day to give a damn
What a day for "Gone with the Wind"
And what a day to start again
What a day to give up dry gin

"Bring on the evening hours," I cry
"Bring on the evidence of my life"
"Bring on the evening hours," I cry
"Bring on the evidence of my life"

Let it go
Let it go from here, I don't know
Let it go
Let it go from here, I don't know
Don't know

What a day to visit Seattle
What a day for San Francisco
What a day, holy Toldeo
What a day to get in the air and go
What a day to give up smoking
What a day to absorb
What a day to welcome a baby
And to begin breathing
(To begin breathing)

a softer world

Grey's Anatomy-Kung fu fighting

Deep down, everyone wants to believe they can be hardcore. But being hardcore isn’t just about being tough. It’s about acceptance. Sometimes you have to give yourself permission to not be hardcore for once. You don’t have to be tough every minute of every day. It’s okay to let down your guard. In fact there are moments when it’s the best thing you can possibly do… as long as you choose your moments wisely.