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Thursday, January 03, 2008

if only self -motivation grew on trees we'd bare the trees of fruits
if only perseverance was human nature so we dont gravitate to pain
if only happiness was an automated-response an equilibrium state of mind
if only humans dont feed on hope for hope is oh so cruel
if only...

&all the wishful thinkings.

how many days has it been since "I am gifted so are you.".? how quick everything fades. maybe if i record and listen to it everyday.... and only perhaps..
this ambivalence scares the shit out of me.

sigh. so many things to do, so little time. (yah yah. and i waste time writing this.)
i really need a time turner, i dont have much sleeping time left to cut. someone help me ask Professor McGonagall.

pretty please.?

even if treasuring you was a deathwish.

i know i'd do it anyway.

she's not here @

7:34 PM