i'm the hero of this story don't need to be saved

P.S

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...this is my heart. it is a good heart

sitting here watching lightening flash repeatedly and thinking about everyone i miss because i don't seem worth sticking around for, makes me wonder how yesterday the world seemed like my oyster. 11.11 has well passed me by and the first star came out hours ago so before i drift off to sleep i have nothing to wish on as i usually do. I should have learned long ago that "wishing only wounds the heart" but still it seems it's the only thing that keeps me sane. some people may think that my heart feels too strongly but in the end this is my heart and it is a good heart. And even though wishing gets me nowhere, i still wish on stars and chips and fallen eyelashes. and even though my world doesn't seem so colourful i still try and see beauty even if it's not pretty everyday.

oneday i'll make a fairy tale. xx

colour

Colour my life Beautiful.

Dear world.

if you were a person you'd be one of the one's that often puts me in moods that others would prefer not to face. I can occasionally see your beauty when for me you're in black and white but i can just imagine how lovely you'd be in vibrant colour. All i can see is other people's rainbow lives. Always full of suns and always full of love. show me that you can be that hypothetical person for me. A knight in shining amour wouldn't go astray either.

Sincerely yours, E xx

please

give me the strength to enjoy my own company

or....

... find me somebody to love

on love

perhaps oneday somebody will LEARN to fall in LOVE

with the smile i've LEARNED to HATE

http://cyanatrendland.com/2009/09/18/lips-lips-lips-makeup-inspiration/

today i need reminding....

note to self: you need to take this advice for your sanity

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memo

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could you love her any more?

i saw julie and julia today,

meryl streep = amazing and adorable

on being profound

i decided that i lacked 'profanity' and went on a long search traversing sandy deserts and howling seas only to discover that the word profanity meant blasphemous rather than enlightened. someone wise then told me that to be profound is not to have 'profanity' but rather to have 'profoundness' or 'profoundity' and i walked home scratching my head feeling less enlightened than when i began.

chivalry gone?

i

wonder

if

everyone

gives

up

...

'lover, please do not fall to your knees it's not like i believe in everlasting love'

honestly love?