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I haven't a clue as to how my story will end. But that's all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, you don't conclude the road has vanished. And how else could we discover the stars?

I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.

thief!

May 20, 2008

I feel like a thief stealing precious time.

Guilty.

I can’t help it.

Staying at home for several days is not good for my sanity.

then…

Sometimes i wake up not wanting this anymore.

but

i want this.

Nothing else.

No one else.

But

this.

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