Just like cells deprived of solvent, it will burst and die.
Tag: LIFE
Why blog?
BLOG - a personal website or web page on which an individual records opinions, links to other sites, etc. on a regular basis. When I am broken hearted, I write why and let go. When I find a new love, I enumerate why and fall in love. When I am suicidal, I state why and [...]
Oxygen and Carbon dioxide.
To whom it may concern,It has been a year and I planned to leave everything behind to that 2011, the year I last saw you and met my favorite pair of eyes. To my surprise, all that I felt before got worst and the interest I used to give turns into something very unpredictable. I [...]
BROKEN PIECES OF ME
Deary English teacher asked us to write something creative about ourselves since it is our first day & I was like writing something about a stranger that I can call 'someone I used to be'... then I realized that the one I'm looking at the mirror now isn't anymore Krish or Xia, just that Krizia [...]
BETTER OF AS A DREAM
And you had the chance but you let it go, thankful that it happened but blessed it did not go through. Because you know sometimes it is better for something to just be an unreachable star than to touch it and realizes everything you believed in are not what it is.
CONNECTIONS
If it would be this calm, how would you feel you have lived and loved?
JUSTIFIED?
You've thought about the future more than once and dream of life that you would want to live. Yet you've been living in the past, suffocating you but still you chose to stay.
SPEAKING OUT
When I wrote 'I like you' no matter what language I used, it took all the guts for me to say those words. But all you did was to read and tell everyone those three words like it was easy for me to say them.
You know it is a choice
It is your life and you know the consequences of every actions you will do. Break free and do all the things you want, if you're sad then whatever reason that can make you happy; be happy doing them as if they are the solutions to the answers you're looking for.
The irony is that we commit so much in life that are UNIMPORTANT, or which we come to regret; the tragedy is that we do so KNOWINGLY. - Autumn's Glow
To Whom It May Concern 