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Friday, November 30, 2012 10:20 PM



You and I hold the colours to my heart.

Hello earthlings.

I think that this picture pretty much describes me now.

I feel really empty inside, and so terribly moody.



You would think that the best caption for this picture would be "#ootd", but to be honest, I think #ootd sounds really ridiculous.

So there's no captions for this.

Boyfriend's gone to Indo again, it probably explains the most of my feelings right now.



It's one thing to laugh like a crazy ass person in front of your friends, and another to go home and realize that,

"Damn. He's not here."

And today's Drawing was absolutely draining. It feels like whenever I hold a pencil, the pencil goes alive and all the energy gets drained out of me.

Thank goodness I've recovered from that horrid stomach flu.

So today, I went home alone.

And it's times like these that sets me thinking about so many things, from conversations to certain actions, then certain memories.

And I'm just really bothered by how close someone can be to you, and at the next moment, they hate you to bits.

I know that all these are part and parcels of life. But still, these are a great deal to those that are affected by it. I mean like.

You do get hurt, right?

Today I saw pain in someone's eyes, and I saw a part of me in the past, right there.

Those moments where it hurts to even breathe, and whenever you see that someone you've lost, you just get so angry, and yet so sad at the same time.

Feelings. They're funny little things. And yet, we cannot live without them.

Even with hurt, it'd be impossible to heal again without the help of the other happy feelings.

Even if you're trying to hide your sadness behind your smiles, someday, your smile will become real again.

Because the world is still filled with happiness and hope.

And that's simply the world's job.

To screw you over and then pick you up again.



It's gonna take a lot of courage to move on. But this is your journey.

You either make it or break it.

Love,
Natalie Ishot


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