al final

with a little faith,
but full of doubts,
holding some hopes,
yet covered with fears,
she boarded the train at last,

noone's gona wait for her at the next station,
but noone's determined enough to stop her from leaving either.

could the grass be greener on the other side of her world?
would the sun shines brighter or the sky looks bluer?

surprise her,
she's ready this time.

la revedere

a one-way ticket in my hand,
a train waiting to depart,
then what's holding me back?

suicide note

i’ve reached my limit yesterday.
came home, burst into tears,
broke down and cried my eyeballs out.
my head couldn’t process what actually went wrong,
poor brain couldn’t even made up any excuses or put logic to it.
so i just followed what my heart had been dying to do,
admitting how exhausting this all have been.
it’s draining, i’m worn out.
i am not strong, i am failing, i feel hurt, i am afraid, i am alone and i hate it.
i wana belong somewhere, it’s pathetic to be nowhere,
putting on this fake face and consoling my feelings when they wanted completely the opposite.
i have no emotion shield, it’s just in my head,
and i tried to put the idea into others too.

i’m all fucked up.

there, i said it.

i am not a cat person

it's a month trial.
if things get too fussy,
or smelly,
or furry,
i'll give it away to anyone, or spca.
that's a promise!

but why am i talking bout her non stop,
wondering what she's doin at home,
and even having her pic as my hp's wallpaper?

melt my heart like u did before

aerlon : u kiss a lot
the other person : i kiss YOU a lot