Sunday, 24 June 2012

The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth...

Once upon a time there was a kind, happy girl, who woke up every morning feeling that life was wonderful.

And then a series of events happened that broke her heart to pieces.

And now she is lost.



Friday, 8 June 2012

Thursday, 7 June 2012

Hold onto your heart...

I think back to the person 10 year old me thought I would be at the age I am now, and realise I am absolutely none of those things.


And it makes me incredibly, profoundly sad.



Sunday, 3 June 2012

Questo inverno finirà...


Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back.

Those who wish to sing always find a song.

At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.

Plato