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Ron looks around turns the radio down and says “Harry is something wrong?” He says “Nothin I was just thinking how we don’t have a song…” and Ron says “OUR SONG IS HELPING DUMBLEDORE, SNEAKIN’ OUT LATE TAPIN’ ON HAGRID’S WINDOW. WHEN WE’RE IN THE HALLS WITH THE INVISIBILITY CLOAK, CUZ IT’S LATE AND FILCH DOESN’T KNOW. OUR SONG IS THE WAY WE KICK-ASS, DEFEATED VOLDEMORT AND GOT THE SORCERS STONE LIKE WE SHOULD HAVE. AND WHEN I GOT HOME, BACK TO THE BURROW, ASKING MERLIN IF WE COULD DO IT AGAINNNNN EVERY YEAR, DEFEAT VOLDY AGAINNNNNNNNNNNN OH YEAHHHHHHH
I’m crying.
LOLLOLLOL
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure… that you really are strong, and you really do have worth
hunger tastes best
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Black white theme
Stark and clean
Another ‘start’
another page
a million paper balls
in the bin.
Too late?
Too much?
To salvage?
Time it was, and what a time it was
Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be,
A short (1 min plus) song by Simon and Garfunkel
It’s been raining since early morning and I just want to crawl back into bed, but the guilt of not accomplishing much yesterday prevents me from doing so.
Going to SGH later to visit maternal ahma. Hope she’s fine and the tubes will be taken out soon. SGH has great nurses & doctors, but still, hospitals are never nice. The white is too stark and the strong sterile smell makes everything unnatural. Hospitals are difficult places to be. And the subconscious tells you that every moment, a tragedy is unfolding. I don’t want any of those moments to ever belong to people I care about.
But life is fleeting, time’s rarely on our side, and we can only hope that it would be great while it last, that we’ll make it worthwhile.
Gossip Girl Fashion’s Night Out *mild spoilers
Feelings were never meant to be owned. For example, you may be happy now because someone did something for you that made your day, but you won’t own that happy feeling forever just because someone did that for you today. It isn’t because you were not satisfied, but you didn’t learn then.
If I had to put it, I’d say feelings are more like experiences. To truly understand a feeling, you have to learn from it, grow with it. Perhaps learning why or what really made you happy today may let you cherish and keep the happiness with you longer. Was it because of the effort? Or simply because it was someone ‘special’? Either way, if all you did was just try to own that happiness, you will never find it back. But if you’d try to learn from it, every time you look back at that person; you smile, because you are reminded of everything they did for you.
Maybe feelings are the true lessons in life.
Haligh,haligh,alie,haligh: (via lifeswonders) (via happythings) (via poeticheartache)
Broader prospectives
Openness
Mind and heart,
open books,
some dog-ears,
some cursory looks,
Yes, more happiness,
But also, so much hurt.
(via lesmy)
“Cinderella walked on broken glass, Sleeping beauty let her whole life pass by, Belle fell in love with a beast, Pocahontas risked her life for a feast, Jasmine could have had anyone but she chose a poor man, and Ariel, she walked on land.”
So many people dislike fairytales because it makes us believe in love, believe that a prince will swoop down and save us when something goes wrong. But I’ve come to realise that in every fairytale-like movie, every girl took a risk. Took a risk for love, took a risk in the name of love.
written by Aizhen
So, how do we know if our own fairytale won’t really happen if we don’t try, if we stop believing in love?
I know it’s hard for some of you to put down their guard and to learn to trust someone else sometimes. I know because I’ve been through it. People like us, we distance ourselves from people we genuinely like just because we are afraid to get hurt. But does building up these walls ultimately saves us from hurting?
It doesn’t.
We’ve got to know that these people, the people we are blocking out because of our own insecurities, will leave someday too. Leave for something better. Everyone will cause you pain and hurt and tears, but you have to decide who’s worth it. And when you make that decision, happiness will come to you. =)
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Super Cute Cloud Shelves of the Day: “Hylla Cumulus” by Carl Hagerling.
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Super Cute Cloud Shelves of the Day: “Hylla Cumulus” by Carl Hagerling.
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