Big words for a small heart...

Here we are

One beautiful day

Poor little girl

She just goes her way

You know what they say:

"The silence before the storm"

All your joy could be taken away

Leaving you cold and alone

But she didn't realize that

No, she was to happy

Thought she found a true love

A gift from above

But all the things she herd from him were just

Big words for a small heart...

The day has come

He called her home

And he said with no sign of emotion:

"Listen... I wanna be just friends."

All her world shattered to pieces

Her words turned into tears

Her light into dark

Her heart in a black mark

Now she realized that

She was too happy

She never found a true love

Or a gift from above

And all the lies she herd from him were just

Big words for a small heart...

Big words for a small heart...

The first cake I baked...

My new guitar...

It's an acoustic guitar from Hohner Musikinstrumente Hohner (HW220 I think)... I herd that they make preety good instruments so I decided to try one and I loved it. I'm really happy that i got it and i can't wait to get used with this type of guitar(cuz i only had a small classic guitar until now)

UNTITLED...

Could one person

Make a difference, be the difference?

If he choose to try?

A picture is like 1000 words...

Wired Dreams... [2]

(The things that happened to me after the sudden awake are true!)

This dream, i remember i had it soon after Patrick's death. It all started by finding myself somewhere up. Then i looked down and I couldn't believe my eyes... I could see my own funeral from above. I could see myself lying in a coffin with my mom crying at my head. Then in one sec I was back down and I couldn't remember what happened when I was up. I was watching my mom crying like it's all over and everyone around me doing the same. I was standing right in front of her but she couldn't see me. I was trying to call her but she couldn't hear me. I was trying to hug her but she couldn't feel me. And it didn't make sense until I turned back and i saw myself lying in that black coffin with white lace on the edge. I still couldn't believe that that pale girl with red and black roses in her hands was me because I couldn't remember how i died... I felt like i was still there , yet I was far away. I felt like I was abandoned my everyone And they tried to get rid of me by burying me somehow alive, though. Then I suddenly woke up and everything went cold. I was trying to turn over to on the other side of the bed to see if my mom woke up but I couldn't move, like I was tied up.  Fear started to grow ... I tried to make a sound but I couldn't hear my voice... like even if I scream, no one would hear me. Meanwhile the fear was growing stronger and stronger. I was more alone then ever. Then suddenly I felt released from everything. I could move again, i could talk again. I turned around, mom was still in bed and I felt relieved. Everything warmed up then and came back to normal. Whatever that was... if it came back I was ready for it

(Like I said at the beginning, this is a true story)

Random thoughts... [2]

I shut my eyes in order to see.

Art knows no limit, and the artists will never achieve perfection

Art is man's nature; nature is God's art

The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.

Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.

If you live your life in the past, you waste the life you have to live.

I think of life as a good book. The further you get into it, the more it begins to make sense.

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.

Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.

To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.

A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are.

Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget.

One kiss breaches the distance between friendship and love

True friends stab you in the front.

Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

True friendship comes when the silence between two people is comfortable.

The difference between friendship and love is how much you can hurt each other

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Friends are God's way of taking care of us

One of the best ways to keep friendship is to return it

[photo taken by me]

Look, I'm not an intellectual - I just take pictures.

 “There are no rules for good photographs, there are only good photographs.”

She was only 13...

Mom was an addict 
Her parents kept her 
Locked in an attic 
Her only friend 
was a little toy bear 
It was old and worn out 
And had patches of hair 
She always talked to it 
When no one was around 
She lays there and hugs it 
Not a peep of sound 
Until her parents 
unlock the door 
Some more and more pain 
She'll have to endore 
A bruise on her leg 
A scar on her face 
Why would she be 
In such a horrible place? 
But she grabs her bear 
And softly crys 
She loves her parents 
But they want her to die 
She sits in the corner 
Quiet but thinking, 
"Please God, why is 
My life always sinking?" 
Such a bad life 
For a sad little kid 
Se'd get beaten and beaten 
For anything she did 
Then one night
Her mom came home high 
And the poor child was beaten 
As hours went by 
Then her mom suddenly 
Grabbed for a blade 
It was sharp and pointy 
One that she made 
She thrusted the blade 
Right in her chest, 
"You deserve to die 
You worthless piece of crap!" 
The mom walked out 
Leaving the girl slowly dying 
She grabbed her bear 
And again started crying 
Police showed up 
At the small little house 
Then quickly barged in 
Everything quiet as a mouse 
One officer slowly 
Opened a door 
To find the little girl 
Lying dead on the floor 
It must have been bad 
To go through so much harm 
But at least she died

With her best friend in her arms

STOP THE CHILD ABUSE!!!

Random thoughts...

...quotes about everything...

It's easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die

Sad are only those who understand

Sadness flies away on the wings of time.

You cannot prevent the birds of sadness from passing over your head, but you can prevent their making a nest in your hair

Sorrow is the child of too much joy

Melancholy is sadness that has taken on lightness

If you love somebody, let them go. If they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.

If you want your dreams to come true, don't sleep

The search for truth is more precious than its possession.

The truth is not for all men, but only for those who seek it.

Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today.

Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.

The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.

He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realise.

One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.

The most important things in life aren't things.

Vired dreams... [1]

Ok so in the last years i had a few odd nightmares and i decided to share the ones i still remember with you (honestly... i don't have anything better to do)

So for this one, i remember i was sleeping at my grandma's house one vacation day. And in this dream my mom had another child, a gorgeous baby. But things weren't so sweet. Soon after, she started ignoring us (me and my brother) and paying attention only to that bastard (in my eyes he was just a brat that rushed into our family and ruined it). I could see all kinds of goodies in the fridge but she wouldn't let us take one bcz all of them were for that baby. We were working all day long to earn a living and all night long to take care of him. and one Day we decided to run away and leave mom and her new MF and start a life on our own. Things went pretty well and our lives were getting better day after day, year after year. Wish I could Say the same thing for my mom. The small brat started to grow, turning into a spoiled annoying selfish brat. The years were going my things were getting worse and one day mum came to our house (idk how she found the address) calling us for help. I think she didn't realize we were missing 'till that day. Then i woke up with tears dripping on my face. The most painful thing was not the storyline but the story itself, and the way I felt when i realized that my own mom could trade me for a match box.

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