Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Direct - ion.

I miss my soul, my sprit , the passion I had that served me for greatness. I miss the way I use to laugh, how I would get lost in the story of somebodies history. I can't find solidation from the things that twirl and spin within my mind. I'm every decision I've taken; every chapter I have turned. 

Friday, April 18, 2014

Tu.

" Por que Eres tu mi sol, la fe con que vivo; Los pies con que Camino . Eres mis ganas de reir. No podre vivir sin ti ". 

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Bloody hell!

The saddest thing that could ever possibly happen, happened today. I got logged off tumblr and since I use an old email address and I don't remember either password of my log ins.

I just lost 3 years of my life :( I had writing on there.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

God knows i've tried.

all ive ever wanted is to be woman. to feel my heart alive, my body capable, my mind smart enough to understand the difference between right and wrong, good and bad. Balance has been my only key to freeing myself from the past. And I can't find it. I dig for it, plot for it, go on a massive persuit just to taste it. I don't care which way the wind decides to blow, or how many trials I fail at; It only comes down to the woman I can hold up, how strong I can love, how solid my words pronounce.

and lately i am scared. of everything and everyone outside of me. To stand up for my self , my self (l0ve). My fear is stronger than my will for peace. Letting go has always been my downfall. a prisioner of yesterday's.

Lay off.

So, you'll probably hear from me a bit more now a days. I'm healing from an injury that is ridiciously small yet is stopping me from being on my feet. I'm suppose to be resting it, which i am. However, it feels impossible to not be able to do much for myself. Great thing for beautiful, warmer weather. It has definately helped maintain my spirits.

We will see how things unfold.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Rainy Friday.

That moment when you see that your strong at the things you claim to love. My thing is always the one I love. It's my principle and I abide by it. 


#myhardworkispayingoff 

Thursday, April 3, 2014

You've run away with all my love. You've taken along all my secrets. I just hope your heart remains being the safe of stories that I treasured so tightly.