He is like a brilliant star..
at times I feel brightened.. sometimes I feel darkened.
When it’s bright, I feel hopeful..
and when it’s dark, I feel disappointed..
I hate myself for it.
…
I can’t see the stars because of the tears..
But maybe it’s better this way..
If I cannot see them,
I wouldn’t hope.. and I wouldn’t be disappointed.Go Mi Nam
- 17th November
2011 - 17
- 25th May
2011 - 25
Blankets, warmth and home - 365 | May 13, 2011
seeing this post from Camie —yeah, i call her Camie like we’re close. so sue me! ha!— any way.. seeing this post from her makes me want to think that it’s about that guy she loved so much.. if you’ve been here in tumblr long enough to come across her old blogs (she changes her blog too much), you’ll know about that guy she fought pillows with. I miss reading posts like those..
(via camiejuan)
