“After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning, and company doesn’t mean security, and you being to learn that kisses aren’t contracts, and presents aren’t promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with you head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the...
its the most powerful thing when just a song can make one cry.
Overall, today was a strange day. while most people have members of their family gather on christmas day, my family was one that separated today. it was a short but great week with my dad and although i definitely was sad about not being able to see friends or anything, this break definitely re-taught me the importance and value of family :) other than that…today was totally couch potato...
I guess I’ve realized how important family is over the past week and that spending time with them is something that can’t really be replaced. It’s time that’s priceless I guess. But that doesn’t mean that I should be spending my Christmas eve at some random persons house and sit here while these two high school freshman girls chat away in Korean about how hard their...
as said before…jawlines and collarbones. mmhmmm.. but also shoulders. the smile. a passion. a talent. and confidence. actually warm hands. and clean nails. ew i HATE when people bite their nails… YUCK.
Collar bones and jaw lines. Mmmm they matter.
the cycle that never seems to end.
this ALWAYS happens to me when i see it or start listening to it often. regret is a never ending cycle that gnaws on your conscience until its numb. and then the depression that comes with knowing that those chances are now gone kicks in. its impossible to get out too because those thoughts of what could have been are always too sweet to give up. blehhh
a twist on a familiar poem.
i dont take credit for any of the following. its the most beautiful, realistic, inspirational, and genuine thing i’ve read in a while. and although its probably just as well known as the poem mentioned inside it, its the push that every person needs to make every passing moment of his or her life worth living :) but i kinda wish they replaced happiness with joy… loll i dunno…...
YAYY!!! my dad is finally HERE. the house finally feels complete. not quite like home but i dunno… things feel good :) although i miss korea, its delicious foods, and my amazing friends, i guess this winter wont totally suck. YAYY WOOOHOOOO!!!
sometimes words are overrated.
sitting here listening to my mom play the new piano she bought, i cant help but again confirm my belief that there are no words at all that could express the exact emotions encapsulated in any melodic riff. sure you could use words to explain it but to take a piece like nocturne op. 9 by chopin and to merely say that it evokes melancholy and sentiment, does not do it justice. just goes to show...
“people who never create never really live” ahaha i actually got this from shutupandgettowork.com. LOL. but perhaps its true… only one way to find out, right? :)