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57. So it is.

Friday, March 6
12:10 AM

Because the most beautiful love songs are written with a broken heart.

During the 2 months+ hiatus, I turned 21, got my heart broken & in turn broke someone else's heart. I swore to never write again because despite the smile plastered on my face, it hurts too much to recall & pen the thoughts & feelings down. So this is the last entry; the 'proper' closure that I never had in reality.

One last look at all the old entries, a flood of emotions came back to me. I was reminded of events that drove me into fits of anger, made me cry buckets, made me so happy I felt I could conquer the world & events I had totally forgotten about. It was almost like my life was flashing before my eyes. But I've decided that the rest of 2009 is going to be "the" new start. So I'm locking all these behind. This is to me, purging of sorts of my baggage and issues. I'm going forward with a clean slate, a better attitude and a brighter disposition. It feels like I've shed 1,331 pounds. It's all good.

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I wanted freedom.
Bound and restricted.


I tried to give you up.



But I'm addicted. No more.


True love never expires.



& now my dear, the tale is over.

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