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Rica
10 September 2009 @ 02:32 am
If your friend or partner left his or her email open, would you look? How about a journal? Have you ever peeked at something private?


Funnily enough, I never have.
Too scared to see something I don't want to see, I guess.
 
 
I feel: sleepysleepy
 
 
Rica
10 September 2009 @ 01:17 am

Putangina, I almost died laughing.
 
 
I feel: ecstatichysterical
Listening to: Sponge Cola - Dragonfly
 
 
 
Rica
05 September 2009 @ 04:02 am



Take that road with me.

I don’t want to walk alone.

Take off that protective shell.
I don’t want to do it myself.

Trust me, trust me.
The last thing I want to do is hurt you.

Believe me, believe.
Everything I have told you is true.

Don’t you want to risk it with me?
I would do it for you.

In a heartbeat.
 
 
I feel: curiouscurious
Listening to: Blue Foundation - Eyes On Fire
 
 
Rica
03 September 2009 @ 12:43 pm
So, I finally decided to make a public Tumblr account since I can't show anyone my "secret" one.

 
 
I feel: annoyedannoyed
 
 
 
Rica
07 July 2009 @ 08:36 pm

There are just some things you can't say.
The fear of vulnerability will take no prisoners.
It will haunt you until your last breath,
Taunt you until you hold the white flag.

You try hard to let this feeling go, let everything go.
But it's persistence is uncanny, almost torture for your feeble mind.
It's almost cruel, prodding you with it's finger.
Shaking your head, pulling your hair are wasted attempts.

There are times when you are afraid to open your eyes.
Sleep has become a great source of comfort,
A protector, a guardian, a friend.
It shields you from your own foolish ways.

Sleep has become too necessary, too needed.
And everything else are just unwanted activities.
You treasure those moments in which your mind shuts down.
The moments where you are soaring away from torturous thoughts.

You can't run away forever.
You know this will have to be addressed.
But in the meantime, just for now,
Just sleep.

It's the safer way out.
Just for now.
 
 
I feel: anxiousanxious
Listening to: The Postal Service - Brand New Colony