Monday, November 10, 2008
back to being dysfunctional?
My hand itches to write on my bedroom wall. Just like how i used to scribble lyrics and quotes, everything emo back when i was fifteen/sixteen. Teenage angst, broken hearts, unrequited love. I wanna scribble again. What's more my wall is red now. Such a perfect combination with a black marker. Such emotional words, sentences will be on the wall. Its' like I'm wearing my heart on my wall. It's coming back to me all over again. The temptation of it all. Everything.
& im starting with this:
Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.
-Blaise Pascal
& im starting with this:
Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.
-Blaise Pascal