Deet. Deet.

J'ai essayé tout que je pourrais ! mais non, vous ne pouvez pas comprendre que moi et vous savez pourquoi.

Grandissez !
Grandissez !

Enough of this, i'm sick and tired and quite frankly, i don't care anymore.


J'ai besoin de ma patience davantage que n'importe quoi dans le monde en ce moment.

Weekend is here, tomorrow is making me happy again.

Thank you, Lord for giving my wonderful friends.
:)

Everything happens for a reason. It's God's plans for me.

I am not scared of love.
I am not scared of being with someone.
Oh no.

I'm just terrified of myself.

I'm too complicated for my own good.
anything i can touch i might ending up ruining it.

I don't want to be a monster, no.

I don't want to give up on beautiful things that no one can really explain.

I'm just not ready yet.

Sometimes...

...I'm too afraid of myself.
It's the disapproval feedback you get from just everybody else.
Remind yourself that this is stupid...
...but you cry yourself to sleep,
you won't sleep unless you do something about it.
You hate about thinking it.
You used to hate if that will ever happen and you ask yourself,
'what am i going to do now?', 'why did i let this happen?', 'why do i feel so fucked up?'

Then you realise, you need help.


Don't ask. I just wanted to write. It's what i do best, i think.

Ta.
Steph.
xoxo

=)

I love the new year already.
So much.
=)

I never thought i'd start the year 2009 like this.


steph
xoxo