I am a wandering spirit tangled in the shit of this transient thing called human existence.
I'm the product of the things that have happened to me and the decisions I refused to make. I am nothing different than other people, I am pretty normal-- well, I thought I was unique back then but people started claiming they were unique too, so, hello reality.
Pausiu
Jio
Denielle James
Crisa
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
November 2008
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
Promises broken and words unspoken.
I will never be able to measure your devotion.
Broken hearts and healing open wounds,
Pain is something I never thought that you knew.
Forever separated but always reunited;
My contradictory presence continues to be ignited.
My farewell, the silent goodbye.
Nothing shall ever happen again between you and I.