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.being nice isn't what you're made of.




why pretend when you know you're not going to be there?
i never waited nor did i ever wanted to do that.
things were useless like there's a spinning project for some high school assignment.
innumerable yellings and fighting, all i wanted was some space.
the intervals were good enough for me to prove that stealing was obviously wrong.
i never kept things that ain't mine and i was the best actress to keep it up.
i am tired trying to put up the solitary moment.
i really want to come back home.

reasons spread across, defending and protecting too much.
in my very eyes, even the elephant do not cross over the troop of ants.
how could i not judge and and how could i want them in me?

i am asking again, politely.
will you keep yourself away from me?

i guess Rihanna's Take A Bow explains best.


p.s: weekend well used.

p.p.s: i do not refer this to anyone. it just flashed through my mind. *cheers*

0 of you spilled!:

get me outta here!

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