I like you but I hate you.
I miss you but I’m better off without you.
I want you out of my life but I never want u out of my heart.
I might be crossed with you now.
but I’ll always love you
A confusion has confused my mind which is already confusedwith some confusion.I don’t know why this confusion hadconfused my confused mindIf my confusion had confusedur mind thn try to get a solution for my confusion to rectifymy confused mind.If my confused msg din’t confuseu,b happy
I am the GREEN
GREEN LIKE ME
I am the beast of
IM THE NATURE
NATURE LIKE ME
I am the MONSTER OF
I’VE GREEN BLOOD
GREEN BLOOD IS MINE …..
GO GREEN ….SAVE ME …
BCOZ OF IM NATURE
There are different kinds of darkness,” Rhys said. I kept my eyes shut. “There is the darkness that frightens, the darkness that soothes, the darkness that is restful.” I pictured each. “There is the darkness of lovers, and the darkness of assassins. It becomeswhat the bearer wishes it to be, needs it to be. It is not wholly bad or good.
Please don’t stop me, my love, let me lie down and kiss the ground, let me taste the taste of freedom on my tongue and remember my past no more. Let my tears mingle with the sand and the sun comfort my soul, for the earth has opened up her mouth and swallowed my past, no more pain, no more fear, only sweet music shall ring in my ears. Look down on her, O Lord, look down and see your daughter weeping in thesand, she ripped out her heart and has caste it into the sea, she said, “Tomorrow, I will be free.” But the ground where she laid is now drunken with her past, affliction and confusion, the sea has spew out her heart and the sun has hidden his face. I tried to comfort her and said, “Come my love, come, for tomorrow is still yet to come,”but she cannot be comforted, her body’s covered with wounds I cannot see and her words I do not understand. Night is fallen and my soul grows weak, but I will not leave her, I willcuddle her in my arms and whisper in her ears,”Tomorrow, you will be free, tomorrow, you will be free.
I wanted to know the name of every stone and flower and insect and bird and beast. I wanted to know where it got its color, where it got its life – but there was no one to tell me.
I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.