if the world crashes down

"As he listened, Tom began to realize that these stories weren't routinely told. These were stories one had to earn. He could feel the wall coming down. He wondered if anyone else had made it this far. Which is why the next six words changed everything. "

 I've never told anybody that before. 

I can't give it up

Your touch.   An infinite amount of smiles.  I can't give it up.  I want to share my world with you, you mean the world to me! I can't imagine not having a friend like you.  So accepting and never ignoring the truth.  Having people in your life who make you smile and touch your life in unique ways is undoubtedly incomparable, such an unforgettable feeling.  A love i can't lose.  So many people come and go in your life, whether they were significant to you or not.. many people are lost along the way... but you, you're a friend that is unable to escape.. I won't let you! Surviving is nearly humourous.. living days sans la compassion que j'ai besoin. You bring out a new side in me, you've touched me in a way no one else can.  just sayin.. you're kind of special.. and your love for me is written all over you. No one could forget.. its obvious.

c'est toujours la temps pour paris

74 days
1788 hours
107317 minutes
6439044 seconds

On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.
On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud
que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit... 

you can't deny

2:11

really.

Stupidity, better late than never right?

the intensity, the rage i felt.  The moment you realize you've done something stupid.  Something you could have prevented, you could have avoided all of this.... my stomach is in knots.  I created this.  Irreversible, done on the most ironic of times.  Obviously no one is humoured, no one is even laughing... I cringe at myself, I am angry that I allowed this to play.  Stupidity

come to the palace with me

Palais du Luxembourg

Image via Wikipedi

The 'jardin du Luxembourg', known locally as the "Luco" was created in 1612 on the orders of Marie de Medicis, mother of Louis XIII. Covering 23 hectares it is one of the most popular gardens in Paris.

The jardin de Luxembourg is a garden to visit in the Latin quarter of Paris and there are several listed buildings within the gardens. The Palais de Luxembourg, the Musee de Luxembourg which has some great art exhibitions and the Orangerie which houses plants from the mediterranean region.

In the gardens there is a part which is French - style garden and a part which is English style plus an orchard containing ancient and forgotten varieties of apples. There are also a lot of statues to see.

studying?

I've been sitting at my desk for a lifetime and a half, and I have failed to open a book to study for my exam.  I have all these thoughts going through my head!! And I'm reading poetry... which means I'm not doing anything but day dreaming from now on!! I love love love reading other peoples pieces, it fascinates me to see the different styles and different perspectives, or sometimes the same perspective but in completely different words.  So i'd like to give a big EFF YOU to my math binder, and I want to bask in poetry all night long :)

Stars- The XX

But if stars, shouldn't shine
By the very first time
Then dear it's fine, so fine by me
'Cause we can give it time
So much time
With me

today tomorrow.. what about when we are married?

to see the words... stand out right in front of you.. is probably the most nerve-racking thing yet... to analyze and write about it ... is soo special... but to feel it tooo, i can only imagine!

torn right through

 "You have a relationship death can't steal."

Her Heart Races

In conjunction to such 

a loving retreat.

Beyond all odds,

She is sure, certain

Of what holds her tight.

How cold she once was,

Mustn't she lead another lifeless minute,

You look at a girl with promise.

Calmly lingering;

She feels safe around you.

The capability to stretch a smile,

She's nearly dancing for you.

Never turning back,

She named it her;

Uncanny survival.

You define the resurrection

Of a girl lost in nothing.

Turning rust to gold..

You create the now.

Signs of love all but tears

Her heart open.

Can you see it?

To sink into it all; is whats right.

To get lost in it all; is simple.

To feel your heart race among it all; is the best part.

January 17th 2011

4:52 p.m

-feel blue.... think green... shine yellow...always,

adventure queen

(stairway to heaven- led zeppelin)