Thursday, April 28, 2011

Post Secret.

When I was younger I wanted to be an artist, but now that I'm older I'm afraid that my art isn't good enough and wont mean a thing to anyone; that i wont be able to make a living of it. I mean, I'm no Picasso; but i still enjoy it...

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Broken Social Scene :)

My Dear..

The Letter Black :)

Save me from losing myself
I'm hanging on by a thread
Can You see who I am
Underneath my scars?
I'm afraid to fall
So I'm holding on to You
No I won't let go
I'm hanging on by a thread

Can You Feel The Butterflies?




I'm a girl who knows what she wants..

 
I want somebody to sleep with for the rest of my life and cuddle up during a movie on the couch. 
Stay up all night, talking about nothing. 
Get lost in the woods together.
Challenge me, challenge him. 
Talk about dreams, make dreams
Have fights, the kind that only really matter, just as long as you're having them. 
Someone I can wrestle with, you know, play hard sometimes and not worry about breaking a nail or an arm
A guy who will bring me flowers once in a while. 
Something he says that made him think of me, made him think, "This might make my girl smile," as he smiles to himself. 
A guy who wants me, maybe even needs me, just a little, enough to hold onto me with everything he's got.