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22.04.2013 HABER HAYIT :

Credits: Suzy’s weibo Translated by: missAnews Please take out with full credits. Thank you.

missASuzy: Heard that China SiChuan Ya’an had an earthquake. I’m so worried, I hope everyone is safe! Pray for Ya’an!

There are those days when a hopeless romantic finds himself seated at a table on a wooden chair with a red rose planted in the middle.  He taps his fingers against the ebony surface and exhales in relief, the setting is sound and the visual aesthetics are appealing.  He places the glasses together and aligns the plates perfectly, humming a tune to himself about the world being picture perfect.

There are those days when that same hopeless romantic finds himself in a daze, his heart is heavy and his eyes are empty.  The rose has wilted and the glasses are broken, plates are shattered and his spirit is dead.  He found himself locked in the darkness of his own closet, his fingers digging through his hair, tugging at the strands, pulling them from there place.

There are days when the hopeless romantic himself lies in bed and dreams.  Of her.  The precious beauty illuminating his life, the glorious diamond sparkling in his eyes.  He thinks of her fondly.  He exhales slowly, his breath caught between his lips as he remembers the feel of her skin, the curves of her body and he remembers, just why he is the way he is.  He thinks of all the perfection and even lost in his own insanity he remembers, just the kind of girl he's looking for.  

A lifeless strand, a red string clinging on to the columns of hope, just begging to be found again, begging for a reason.

I am rolling in self abhorrence and disgusting, I'm fleeting on the thin borders of destruction and I'm walking the line of my own destiny.

I'm checking out for good this time.  I have no reason to start again.  I have no reason to fight.  My will is empty, my strength is depleting and my mind is wilting.