Ramble On

Had the best day boating.

I think the sun made me proper happy.

This is my first relatively happy post in a fair while. It feels rather good.

-K.

THEY SAY IT'S A BROKEN HEART, BUT I HURT IN MY WHOLE BODY. I MEAN - WHAT IF I STAY LIKE THIS FOREVER? WHAT IF I NEVER GET OVER CHUCK? - BLAIR WALDORF.

they echo me in circles

but i will fight for you - be sure that i will fight until we're the special two once again.

[this post definitely isn't about who you think it's about]

that's all i'm saying.

-K.

At night I pray that soon your face will fade away

I hate the way you make me feel; I hate the way you don't make me feel at all.

-K.

For I am a supremacist

"Apologizing does not always mean that you are wrong and the other person is right; it just means that you value the relationship more than your ego"

-K.

you are so hard to read. you play hide & seek with your true intentions.

"my dream is this: that even when we're old and rich, with gold lining out fingers and silk draping the windows; that we never forget who we are now. we never forget the reasons we fell in love. we never forget the reasons we are who we are."

-K.

i spent my heart, none left to steal.

dans notre château, nous allons vivre heureux pour toujours.

-K.

changements douleur des gens

I have a french speaking test on friday. I feel as if i'm going to sound like a french bogan. Get keen!

-K.

New York I love you, but you're bringing me down.

Have you ever found something & wished that you could turn back time, just for that moment, to stop yourself from finding it?

-K.

he said to me: i'm not ignoring you, i'm just not talking to you as much anymore

so i said: that's just like saying "i'm not killing you, just stabbing you to death"

You sang me spanish lullabies, the sweetest sadness in your eyes

I haven't blogged in a while. Life has been crazeh crazeh, but what can you do?

I think that blogging is essentially an excuse to sit here and talk to myself... not that i don't do that anyway, but still!

Game for this weekend. Shall be a weekend full of rowdy times... as per usual.

GET KEEN.

-K.

soon & very soon.

A picture says 1000 words. Here are five to make up for my speechless ways.

-K.

Brooklyn Blurs

"A star stands still above while Brooklyn blurs below"

[Brooklyn Blurs - The Paper Raincoat]

-K.

dangit

My bitching detox has already failed.

Starting again in the morning.

-K.

detox

My bitching detox starts right now.

I've hurt too many people.

I'm sorry ♥

-K.

blah

I can't really voice my thoughts right now. They're kind of splattered across my wall... to be nice and graphic.

-K.

Drunk off of nothing but each other 'till the sunrise.

Currently addicted to: The Harold Song - Ke$ha.

Getting insanely keen for the shindig tonight - Shall be fun!

No repeats of last Saturday night though, I promise!

Love Love.

-K.

i'm sorry.

[PEOPLE CHANGE & PROMISES ARE BROKEN; CLOUDS CAN MOVE & SKIES WILL BE WIDE OPEN. DON'T FORGET TO TAKE A BREATH]

we don't sleep when the sun goes down; we don't waste no precious time.

the stars, the moon, they all have been blown out; you left me in the dark.

for you have haunted my heart to such a great extent. it is never to be restored.