I placed high hopes that you'll understand me.
But you didn't. And I didn't, either.
All my love.
Dear Bianca,
Monday, June 22, 2009 9:52 PM
Why did you leave?
When you lied in your bed, composed and quiet. We were trembling in fear, in hope too, that one day you'll open those beautiful eyes and tell us, "It's over, the fight is over. I am here now."
But you never did. You departed us much earlier and we didn't even deserve a Goodbye. How sane is that? We will never blame you because we all loved and are loving you right now.
We all wished that we were near you, beside you, holding on a little piece of your clothing, your happiness, your security and bid you on your next journey.
Bianca, we will always remember you.
With big dreams and big hope, we hope you brought that chunk upstairs and share it with those people around you right now.
Even heaven needs a little bit of you because you have imparted the best memories with us.
"For every ending starts a new beautiful journey."
I'll miss you, Bianca.
When you lied in your bed, composed and quiet. We were trembling in fear, in hope too, that one day you'll open those beautiful eyes and tell us, "It's over, the fight is over. I am here now."
But you never did. You departed us much earlier and we didn't even deserve a Goodbye. How sane is that? We will never blame you because we all loved and are loving you right now.
We all wished that we were near you, beside you, holding on a little piece of your clothing, your happiness, your security and bid you on your next journey.
Bianca, we will always remember you.
With big dreams and big hope, we hope you brought that chunk upstairs and share it with those people around you right now.
Even heaven needs a little bit of you because you have imparted the best memories with us.
"For every ending starts a new beautiful journey."
I'll miss you, Bianca.
Thursday, June 18, 2009 1:10 PM
Daily letters,
Wednesday, June 17, 2009 11:50 PM
I wanna be the sun, your stars, your moon
I wanna be a hot summer day in June
I wanna be the smell of your sweet perfume
I just wanna be close
Is this the moment where I look you in the eye?
Forgive my broken promise
That you'll never see me cry
And everything, it will surely change
Even if I tell you I won't go away today
Will you think that you're all alone
When no one's there to hold your hand?
And all you know seems so far away
And everything is temporary
Rest your head
I'm permanent
I know he's living in hell every single day
And so I ask oh god is there some way
For me to take his place
And when they say it's all touch and go
I wish I could make it go away
But still you say
Will you think that you're all alone
When no one's there to hold your hand?
When all you know seems so far away
And everything is temporary
Rest your head
I'm permanent
Is the moment where I look you in the eye?
Forgive my promise
That you'll never see me cry
... I am as dead as a mongoose.
Sick, unworthy, first time I cried in months.
I wanna be a hot summer day in June
I wanna be the smell of your sweet perfume
I just wanna be close
To sj,
Monday, June 15, 2009 9:21 PM
Is this the moment where I look you in the eye?
Forgive my broken promise
That you'll never see me cry
And everything, it will surely change
Even if I tell you I won't go away today
Will you think that you're all alone
When no one's there to hold your hand?
And all you know seems so far away
And everything is temporary
Rest your head
I'm permanent
I know he's living in hell every single day
And so I ask oh god is there some way
For me to take his place
And when they say it's all touch and go
I wish I could make it go away
But still you say
Will you think that you're all alone
When no one's there to hold your hand?
When all you know seems so far away
And everything is temporary
Rest your head
I'm permanent
Is the moment where I look you in the eye?
Forgive my promise
That you'll never see me cry
... I am as dead as a mongoose.
Sick, unworthy, first time I cried in months.
Saturday, June 13, 2009 10:34 PM
It was a wake up call to me, I didn't want to be uncomprehending.
I'm sorry, Von.
I'm sorry, Von.
Friday, June 5, 2009 9:06 PM
I might have headlice (headlights)
Am a complete junkie today, drank at least 1litre of coke.
Fuck you.
Am a complete junkie today, drank at least 1litre of coke.
Fuck you.