Friday, May 29, 2009 AT 9:23 PM
the oh-so-emo post
Everything's gone now. I poured out everything. There's no point in living, is there? No.
Everytime I hear his name, I hyperventilate, everything seem to melt away. No worries.
That world there is so peaceful. So wonderful. Not dark and murky like the real world.
My viola too. Hearing the sound of it, or even music played by my seniors, it soothes me.
It's like I flew to wonderland, no troubles, so carefree. So sweet. Everything's perfect there.
It's like everyday I see him, everything bad just.... wash away. I feel so... sweet and happy there.
Just like that. Happy. Joyful. Feel that... warmth. Now June holidays. I'm going to die.
I can't see him at all, except maybe when we go to school and meet. But I'm not good enough.
He has his crush. I'm not good enough for him. Or NCSO. Or my viola. I'm not worthy enough.
Just.... tired of trusting the wrong person. Tired of other people backstabbing me. So....
Yea. I don't trust anything except music for now. Music don't lie. It's crisp and clear.
Not murky or dark, where I can't see anything. So that's why I'm dedicated to NCSO.
That's how I got my passion for my viola. It's always there for me when I need it.
It doesnt backstab me or dump me away unlike some people. That's all I can say.
Everytime I hear his name, I hyperventilate, everything seem to melt away. No worries.
That world there is so peaceful. So wonderful. Not dark and murky like the real world.
My viola too. Hearing the sound of it, or even music played by my seniors, it soothes me.
It's like I flew to wonderland, no troubles, so carefree. So sweet. Everything's perfect there.
It's like everyday I see him, everything bad just.... wash away. I feel so... sweet and happy there.
Just like that. Happy. Joyful. Feel that... warmth. Now June holidays. I'm going to die.
I can't see him at all, except maybe when we go to school and meet. But I'm not good enough.
He has his crush. I'm not good enough for him. Or NCSO. Or my viola. I'm not worthy enough.
Just.... tired of trusting the wrong person. Tired of other people backstabbing me. So....
Yea. I don't trust anything except music for now. Music don't lie. It's crisp and clear.
Not murky or dark, where I can't see anything. So that's why I'm dedicated to NCSO.
That's how I got my passion for my viola. It's always there for me when I need it.
It doesnt backstab me or dump me away unlike some people. That's all I can say.