in the end

in the end I was standing there alone

leaning against the banister

watching the moon, now waning

it's cloudy, so the shimmering is dulled

tears rolling over my cheek

although I promised not to cry

I just can't hold them back

as emotions overwhelmed me

your letter between my fingers

only ink and paper

but your words mean so much to me

I miss you dreadfully

Hola!

mexico is beautiful

didn't even think it is so various and manifold

a pity, that I can't really communicate with the locals



interesting country, interesting nature, interesting people



greetings from curlicue in mexico ^__^

dream-like

see that girl, walking through the forest
looking so strange and shimmering
doesn't really belong in this place
lift your eyes to the sun
dazzling you and light on your heart
the girl doesn't walk fast
she's got time
she is the time
carrying a flower and in the other hand
in the palm, like a gutter
there's water, caressing
patiently waiting, curling
so clear and deep
you look into it and see everytime something different
the flower, watching what surrounds her
is cautious and fears to be threatened and harmed
but in the end
you can watch the sunflower grow

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sunflowers.

lacerated

it is eating me up
this inner conflict
broken in two pieces

the confusion of two feelings
deaden my mind
the struggle inside my body
don't seem to end

it'll be refused
the fine sense of happiness
slain by feelings of blame, hatred, anxiety

i'm unable to cope with it
someone patch me up
this inner conflict
it is eating me up

drowning...

in thoughts...

or just tears lulling me to sleep

for a good friend

All I know is that you're so nice
You're the nicest thing I've seen
I wish that we could give it a go
See if we could be something

I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style

I wish you couldn't figure me out
But you'd always wanna know what I was about
I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset
I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot that you loved secretly
'Cause it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three

I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn't eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish that we could see if we could be something
Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something

Kate Nash, "Nicest Thing"

sexy morning

lingerie, corsett and powdering gown

back to former times <3

Morning by Frank O'Hara

I've got to tell you
how I love you always
I think of it on grey
mornings with death

in my mouth the tea
is never hot enough
then and the cigarette
dry the maroon robe

chills me I need you
and look out the window
at the noiseless snow

nostalgic curlicue blows kisses and love

lights

confused and out of mind

when things are disturbed, you ask yourself when they started to be so...

then you remember they always were..

no cause for concern.





seems like a nice quotation:

"I don’t love you I'm just passing the time
You could love me if I knew how to lie
But who could love me?
I am out of my mind
Throwing a line out to sea
To see if I can catch a dream"

Panic! at the Disco "She had the world"

panting, kissing, biting

your arms surround my slender waist

never stop

your hands move my heated body easily

hold me tight

your fingers feel the vibrant blood in my veins

never release me

your mouth caress my skin

devour me



dreams, night, moon.... so disturbing

moments

Everytime he smiled at her she felt so adorable and beautiful...

dance

just dance this shit out of your soul!

murky.

what's wrong with me lately?
why are my feelings fucking me up so badly?
i'd really like to swallow a pill, that turns off emotions...
cause they're lying
they aren't emotions
they're just reactions of the body to survive or just feel good...
but i don't feel good
i'm kinda pissed off
it's a cruel state, when you can't trust yourself
and a crueler state to have to think all the time about it...
don't want anymore

i'm going to sleep and welcome the next day called asshole

curlicue

it feels good.. :]

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it's all about phases..

it's all about phases.. the whole life... bad phases, good phases.. they come and go... one can't change.. sometimes i would love to keep some phase forever and sometimes i fear i could struck in some phase forever... but me changes...

"just live your life", says the little heart...
"it isn't that easy", says the little sanity........ yes, it isn't...

sometimes i feel like wanting to rip out this little heart full of insecurity and smash this overworked brain into pieces, so it won't ever think again..
please, help me out of this labyrinth of thoughts... i hope it is just a phase, so it'll come better times.. but i can't see the ending... just these grey hedges, i'm wandering about... lead me out of this.. i can't walk anymore..

i lost the thread...
i should stop telling some confusing thoughts, anyway.. who matters? you're alone in this world, it's just you and your thoughts... but i know this isn't really true.. maybe in one way but not in the other one... like always, this little war between the two.. silly heart... silly brain... making me become insane...
please, retrieve this little straying heart and this confused sanity, i don't want to struck any longer in this phase..

just love you and rely on you.. cause you say it'll come better times..

"A time for everything
1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: 2 a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, 3 a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, 4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, 5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, 6 a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, 7 a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, 8 a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. 9 What do workers gain from their toil? 10 I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. 11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no-one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. 12 I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live."
(ecclesiastes 3)

<3 curlicue --> in thoughts.. like always