Pining.

Pining -
verb (used without object)
1. to yearn deeply; suffer with longing; long painfully (often fol. by for ): to pine for one's home and family.

2. to fail gradually in health or vitality from grief, regret, or longing (often fol. by away ): Separated by their families, the lovers pined away.

3. Archaic . to be discontented; fret.

–verb (used with object)

4. Archaic . to suffer grief or regret over.

–noun
5. Archaic . painful longing.

This week, it is safe to say that i am pining. Pining for his voice, pining for the feel of him in my arms, pining for his bouncy hair, pining for his touch. It has been a very long week, the days seem to pass crippilingly slower than usual, each hour does not pass fast enough, each day does not turn into the next soon enough. Counting the days just makes my suffering more painful. It's a painful longing, it burns. I can't forget it for even a fraction of a second, it's there in the back of my mind, it can be pushed to the back, but not forgotten, and it resents being shunned.
But upon reunion the pain will evapourate.
And as the reunion can now be seen on the horizon, the bitterness and pain and longing flare viciously, but the pleasure will be worth the pain. And although the horizon is ever so slowly nearing, i know i've almost made it and that i will get there.

Materialism

Materialism - 'preoccupation with or emphasis on material objects, comforts, and considerations, with a disinterest in or rejection of spiritual, intellectual, or cultural values.'

I hate the materialistic state of this world. Everything nowadays seems to require money, what happened to the good old days of chilling at the park?
Everywhere you go everything you do all depends on money.
Money won't buy you happiness, no, but i do believe that it helps.
But when it comes down to it would you rather have the company of your cold hard cash and the pretty things you bought or the company of good friends?

You can have fun without money, you just have to know how,
you can't put a price on good memories with good friends :)

Throw caution to the wind!

I was just having a conversation with a friend over facebook over exam results, i said that i expected ours to be at least equal to each others,
he said "I would be cautious i swear they can just turn on you if you get a bastard of a marker."
my response was "No point in that, throw caution to the wind, whats done cannot be undone!"

After both sets of exams this year i have had friends worrying over results, i always say the same thing, there's no point is worrying, what's done is done and you can't change the past and if they're not what you hoped they'd be there's the future to change it.

Throw caution to the wind people, it's not worth the worry :)

Patience Vs Impatience

They say that patience is a virtue,
So i looked up some definitions of virtue;
moral excellence; goodness; righteousness.

conformity of one's life and conduct to moral and ethical principles; uprightness; rectitude.
In the case of these definitions i would suppose that whether or not patience is a virtue would rely on your own personal set of morals. Also conformity - conforming to society or to your peers to their norms and values, WHY conform? To fit in? Screw it, I don't fit in anyway, so therefore my theory is that IMpatience is a virtue.
Why?
Because it allows you to be impulsive, eccentric, why waste your life, your time waiting around? You only get one life! Be impatient, tap your foot a little, don't sit and watch the clock, let the clock watch you, because when you run out of time, at least you'll know you used it all instead of wasting it.

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Sick of pouring tears out from my heart,
Really should of known better from the start,
The promises that were too good to be true,
The lies that made me believe in you.

It's a bittersweet twist,
Yet who could resist?
That look in your eyes,
The charm that was just a disguise.

From the heat of that kiss,
To suddenly this,
It tears me apart,
From the seams of my heart.

I sought for a love so pure and true,
Instead what i have is you,
With a heart turned so black,
That i will never get you back.

Paranoia

The buzz buzz buzz of paranoia in your ears.
Tell me dear, is it annoying? Like a fly you can't swat,
As you just sit there and fret in your frenzy?

Isn't it funny my dear how honey comes from a bee,
Yet it seems to me,
That you just cannot see,
All you can hear is the buzz buzz buzz of paranoia.

Next time dear i'd think twice,
Because the honey may be too sweet,
And the bee might just sting you.

Rosieeeeeeeeeeee ♥

I think my Rosieeeeeeeee that you know what life means with you in it, but i have some things i wanted to tell youuuu;
When you're feeling down i want you to look at this and know that i'll always always love you and be here for you,
And then when you're happy i want you to look at this and know that i'll always always love you and be here for you
Because, that way you will know & realise that i'm never leaving because i stayed through it all,
I love you millions home gyallllllllllllllllll ♥

You had me at hello ♥

I think it was always inevitable,
From the moment that we locked eyes,
That we were destined to be,
We were soul mates in disgiuse.

It was plain to everyone's eyes,
That the passion was always there,
The enimity at the start,
The hate that kicked with a flare.

Then came the friendship,
With ups and downs,
Swinging like a merry-go-round,
With the ever changing smiles and frowns.

It wasn't too long,
Before it was love,
You and me together,
So far beyond and above,

What we ever expected,
At that first glance,
Because you had me at hello,
And it sealed the fate of our romance.