The wind is shouting out your name but I choose not to hear.
Thursday, November 9
I Am: your teenage dirtbag. dionne.
I Will: not be a teenage dirtbag for long, though.
I Miss: the Philippines!
I Hear: Hotel California right now.
I Smell: nothing.
I Crave: for everything.
I Worry: about anything.
I Regret: giving myself away...
I Love: him, i guess...but
I Always: will never understand what love really is.
I Dance: with a bowl of bananas on my head
I Sing: to rock your world
I Dream: of him, no longer.
I Can't Stand: standing for hours
I Lose: 10kg in my dreams
I Like: caramel frapuccino
I Listen: to the beat of the drums in rhythm with my heart.
I Can Usually Be Found: reading a book
I Need: to hold his hands
I Know: I never will
I Hope: I can forget
I Want: to forget
I Obsess: about falling in love
I Am Always: saying things I will not immediately do
I Wish: I could immediately do them, though
I Cry: when Im really - really - hurt
I Fell: in love with a boy
I Believe: that someday, he'll grow up.
I lost: myself in imaginations
I saw: this coming from the start
I found: that I'm even stronger than what I thought
I survived: SEC 3!!!
I think: I'll be fine
I have: to move on