I could fall in love with a person who had these.
These in white ink, sitting on my shoulderblades.
631MY SUNDAY POST SECRET
I am so scared that I will fail you all.
I need:
-The HSC to be over and done with, and for me to have done alright with the study I have time to do.
- Three months of no responsibilities, parties, formal, rollerskating, picnics, good times.
-My room to clean itself. (‘Just a spoon full of sugar’ anyone?)
-School to be over forever, and summer and christmas, schoolies and holidays to be here already.
-Tea and good books. (I pretty much have this, what I need is the time to read good books)
-Cannot believe it has been over a year since I first posted this about prelims, time flies so quickly and I almost tremble with excitement and nervousness about this being over in less than three weeks now.
-I wait in anticipation.
-I am so scared.
I would give so much to have you smile and sing those words to me.
(Source: qieroiralaluna)
MY SECRET
I’m sorry.
I was so scared the day would come that I wouldn’t be able to save you.
Thankyou.
You know exactly how to cheer me up when I am down.
I am sitting here smiling at songs that remind me of you.
MY SUNDAY POST SECRET
I find the present slipping away, minutes, hours, days dissolving with little to show for the passage of time passed.
I find myself longing for the future with an unbearable, burning need.
I find a photograph I had forgotten existed, and my breath catches for a moment.
I need to go back.
