i don’t want to torn asunder your mind
i know you hate it when it’s gray
you know it’s hard for me to choose
between black and white
you might not get it now
but you will, eventually
perhaps i’ll still be waiting
waiting for you to understand that
i can love more people at once
copyright oceauxnic 2017
i’d swallow oceans just to make sure
i stay asleep the nights that are to come
my eyelids are heavy, they beg me to close them
but the stars caught my attention once again
and the moon shines brightly like never before
yet it is dark, too dark to see
silence fills the room and i have to sing the song myself
for there is no one out there
to sing it for me
copyright oceauxnic 2017
it’s the first of october, which means it’s time to get spooky
i love autumn
especially when it’s cold outside and cloudy, you are inside wrapped up in a blanket watching movies, reading books, drinking hot tea, doing nothing
i’ve been reading poetry
i really like yellow
x-men marathon, absolutely obsessed
you’re never too old for animations, minions aren’t THAT bad
rain cleanses the soul
i’ve been feeling alone, lately
like i don’t fit in… anywhere
i am sure it’s just a phase
right now, i’m enjoying my own company and i love it
any book recommendations?
or a good film?
i should be studying hard this year, cause i must take my exams and i shall be prepared, but some breaks are very much welcome
however, i am afraid i’m starting to procrastinate
I would like to give a million thanks to the wonderful Lori who nominated me for the One Lovely Blog Award. This is the very first time I’ve been nominated for any type of award so it’s even more exciting and special for me. So, thanks a lot, dear Lori! Make sure to check out her blog right HERE. Her content is just as great as she is!
- Thank the person who nominated you for this lovely award, and make sure you also include a link back to their blog.
- Post the ‘One Lovely Blog Award’ picture to your blog with your nomination post.
- List seven random facts about yourself.
- Nominate up to 15 other blogs for this lovely award.
- Inform your nominees of their nomination.
- Lastly, include this set of rules with your post.
And here goes the list of seven things about myself:
- I am Romanian.
- I used to play tennis when I was younger. I loved it, but I had to give up on it…
- I would love to have a pet fox.
- It’s pretty hard for me to make friends…
- I love being alone.
- I love flowers. Any type of flowers.
- I love it when people recommend things to me.
Lovely souls I would like to nominate:
Hello World Goodnight Universe
The Red Head Chronicles
Please check them out because they are amazing people and they all put a lot of emotion and thought in what they create.
I realized that I was infatuated with the idea of you. You are fascinating. Extremely fascinating. But my heart doesn’t jump when I see you anymore, for I know we are not compatible.
The way you think, the way you move, the way you express yourself… it disgusts me, sometimes. But then again, I am going through a phase in which nothing seems good enough for me.
And once more, I’ve proven to myself that I have turned into my worst nightmare. Maybe this is my only chance to attract caring people in my life.
Words don’t rhyme into my head anymore. They’ve stopped doing so for a while now. First, in my mother tongue, then in English.
The energy is shifting. I feel the walls building up. I don’t want to feel caged. I was meant to fly. But, perhaps, in order to fully appreciate the result, my journey must be filled with hardships. Hardships. Hardships. Hardships. Hardships.
Like a broken record. Hardships.
I’ll surmount them. But not before I have a breakdown. Or two, or three… I am anxious. Because there is so much pressure on my shoulders. Great expectations. I hate that book.
Life is wonderful. But sometimes, it’s such a bitch. Yin and Yang. Black and White. Never gray. Gray doesn’t exist. I don’t exist when things are gray. I exist now. And all’s pitch black. I have some candles. I just need a lighter. But I never have a lighter on me. And people never want to give me one because they are afraid I will set something on fire.
As the sky starts to darken, so does my mind. Lightning flashes before my eyes. I want to scream until blood pours out of my mouth. My nails… I dig my nails into my palms. Rage consumes me. Those thoughts. They’re back. And so is my old friend.