Monday, February 9, 2009
Sometimes, old habits are hard to die.
Precious memories are shattered in an instance.
It burns you inside out.
Leaving you gazing into the sky, amazed at how clouds that are made up of water vapour can simply float high up in the air.
Wishing we could do the same.
Floating and simply be happy and free.
No gravity to pull us down.
Sadly, those are just imaginations.
That let your mind run wild.
That sometimes, made you look at the negatives instead of the opposite.
Be optimistic and not pessimistic about life.
How i wish i could think of it that way.
We wish for a thousand of things, maybe countless wishes.
Wishes that does not even happen.
Promises that are meant to be broken.
Where has all the good things go to.
As they say, good things have to come to an end.
Expecting the unexpected to come at the end of the week.
Most probably be gazing up blankly at the sky.
Or maybe patch up with the singlehoods of mine.
Jealousy occurs when you see lovebirds around.
Like i just mentioned, but good things have to come to an end.
Its just a matter of time.
Talking about it, its nearly time to head off to bed.
On a note, old habits of yours will never die.
Till you grow old and gray, habits like yours, tsk tsk, it will never end.
Patient i will be till one day i find my...erm, find how good i am at playing the guitar. Hee.
And i love my cat more than anyone else i ever had and please dont ever take him away from me as no one understands the relationship and the bond and how he can talk ~meowishly, of which just reminds me of Garfield himself which certainly is not related to anything im talking about right now. (breathe in deeply then out, fuhh. its hard talking without fullstops) -.-
Morning madness is taking over. Its getting out of hand.
Yet its coming to 6am and my cat is trying to be cute sleeping in a weird position of which i barely can explain.
Happy happy to all those in love.
I dont wish to glance through all those.
Fer you should know the reason why.
Surprise me with what you have.
Goodbye love;
5:45 AM
Kittie Perry, ♥
