Personal And Poetry

Beautiful, one of my favourite songs, described by its creator.

I feel like every pair of lips I kiss from now on will never have the same taste, will never have the same chemistry and will never give me the same satisfaction I would have savoured it more if I knew that that last kiss would have been our last.

ms

It’s not easy thinking no matter how much you revise, nothing is going in It’s not easy looking into the mirror and hating everything you see It’s not easy becoming a cliché All the cliché shit such as the fake smiles, the depressing thoughts, the “oh she doesn’t care about you”, the “oh they’d be better off without you”, the “oh he wouldn’t mind if you just disappeared” It’s not easy feeling like your whole world is falling around you and there’s not a single damn thing you can do It’s not easy writing this entry through tearful eyes It’s not easy having nobody to speak to

This is probably going to become a personal blog as well now