Even on my birthday, they know how to make me not want to be around.
Since I am thinking of becoming a writer of some sort, I am starting a blog. Its gonna be weird but hey, I working on my writing and maybe just maybe I can make a living out of it.
May 14 22:44 with 2 notes
There is always a point where the road forks.. each person takes a different direction thinking that in the end the roads will reunite.
From your path you see the other person shrinking.
It’s okay.
We were made for each other.. She’ll be there in the end.
But in the end only one thing happens..
The winter arrives.
And suddenly you realize its over.
There is no turning back, you feel it.
And just then you try to remember when it all started..
And you find that it all started earlier than you thought.. long before.
And it’s just at that moment when you realize that things only happen once. And No matter how much you try, you will never feel the same..
You will never again have the feeling of being three meters above the sky.
From your path you see the other person shrinking.
It’s okay.
We were made for each other.. She’ll be there in the end.
But in the end only one thing happens..
The winter arrives.
And suddenly you realize its over.
There is no turning back, you feel it.
And just then you try to remember when it all started..
And you find that it all started earlier than you thought.. long before.
And it’s just at that moment when you realize that things only happen once. And No matter how much you try, you will never feel the same..
You will never again have the feeling of being three meters above the sky.
― three meters above the sky. (via camireds29)
Mar 25 5:16 with 53 notes
