♥
i would stand by your window
through the rain & the rust
i'd wait here forever, til my bones turn to dust
you smell like sunshine & cinnamon
sundays in june
i miss you as soon as you walk out of the room
a girl i knew...

her name is leanne
you'll either love her - or hate her.
she lives in permanant disarray.
wears her heart on her sleeve, shopaholic, spendaholic, wishes she were a superhero, in love with love, child at heart, daydreamer, prude,
hoardes junk, tomboy, geek at heart. ♥'s
the good times, life in the fast lane, bubble-gum pink
nail polish, coca-cola, sunrises, battle scars, fairy-tale endings, snuggling, hugs & kisses.
life. to live life with no regrets.
to be free, and not let anyone hold you back.
i love this. every minute of it
31 December 2008 2008 - a year in sounds

these were some of my most played tracks in 2008. enjoy them - they all played a special part in shaping my year :)
jason mraz - a beautiful mess you're style is quite selective, though your mind is rather reckless
arctic monkeys - 505 middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start
gotye - heart's a mess you have lost, too much love - to fear doubt & distrust
death cab for cutie - tiny vessels and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more
muse - time is running out you're something beautiful, a contradiction
a fine frenzy - almost lover should have known you'd bring me heartache, almost lovers always do
goldfrapp - A&E think i want you still, but it may be pills at work
van she - strangers hey tangerine you've fallen, dance with me or notice someone else
yeah yeah yeahs - sealings love is in the middle
the bravery - believe and i need something more, to keep on breathing for
the last shadow puppets - my mistakes were made for you innocence and arrogance, entwined
red hot chili peppers - dosed this is the way i knew it had to be with you
happy new year kids! see you in '09
27 December 2008 the belated
 it's your gift...
08 December 2008 she said "you don't know me, i can't change"
 i think i love you. no scratch that, i know i love you. i know i could fall madly in love with you, but that's something i'm not going to let myself do. i'm too afraid to allow myself to get lost completely in someone again, too battle-scarred to put everything i have into the blind faith that this person will need me equally as much as i need them. perhaps i am losing out in the long run, playing it too safe... i have gambled on too many unstables in the past and have almost destroyed myself in the process. i could fall madly in love with you, but that would mean that i would need you, rely on you - and that is something i cannot do because i know ultimately it will mean that i will lose myself again, and for that i will resent you. i have loved you for a long time, but i cannot let myself fall in love with you because this time i know i need be selfish, i love you far too much to ever want to resent you.
06 December 2008 through the looking glass, and what alice found there
 just like alice, i followed the rabbit through the rabbit-hole. amongst all the glamorous drug induced cocktails i began to lose who i was. i watched the betrayal and destruction in silence as everything began to slowly spiral out of my control unraveling right in front of my very eyes - i had let myself get lost once again for far too long. i have been asleep for the longest time but i am finally waking up. i can only hope that the people i met in wonderland will eventually wake up too - particularly the rabbit who led me down the hole.
24 November 2008 but you're just a boy, you don't care how it hurts

Honestly, I didn't mean to cry so hard But the heartache was pouring in like rain I didn't mean to show I cared
Please believe, That I tried my best to forget you But the memories keep flooding back like tears I didn't mean to fall in lovei'm a tom-boy through and through in so many ways. i grew up with the boys, as one of the boys. ... because of a boy, i am just another girl.
21 November 2008 the childlike empress
 i am the comeback kid. i have died a hundred times in this lifetime only to come back to life in order to find you. i sleep in the shirts of old boyfriends, they help remind me of the things i ever dare to forget. we are sharks and butterflies, vicious and fragile.
19 November 2008 love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew
That was the last time the girl Wendy ever saw him. For a little longer she tried for his sake not to have growing pains; and she felt she was untrue to him when she got a prize for general knowledge. But the years came and went without bringing the careless boy; and when they met again, Peter was no more to her than a little dust in the box in which she had kept her toys. Wendy was grown up. -- J.M Barrie there is a kid in me that i don't want to give up. fighting it (growing up) would merely prove to be a losing battle. sometimes it's best to know when we should just throw in the towel and call it quits while we're still ahead of our game.
16 November 2008 this revolution baby, proves who you work for lately.
 it's easy to pretend it never happened, to not care. it's easy to write a lot of things off, but i can't deny that you didn't take a little piece of my heart with you. the older we get, the harder we find it is to trust people
04 November 2008 farewell my black balloon (let the weather have its way with you)
nathaniel hawthorne once wrote, "no man, for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude without finally getting bewildered as to which may be true"
 you can keep telling yourself that you are the good guy, that what you are doing is right. truth be told, the fine line between good and evil, right and wrong has been blurred in your reality for such an extended period that perhaps you are the one that has lost control. maybe you should keep that in mind the next time you try and 'assume' peoples feelings.
02 November 2008 i'm coming to terms, i'm starting to learn
i am battle-scarred and afraid i will never be like i once was. sleep comes and goes easily, acting as a mere time filler for the moments when my brain finally stops running in overdrive. my right eye has been twitching non-stop for the last week. i'm not a superstitious person, but i like to pretend and tell myself it's because you miss me - maybe just a little. i am exploding far too slowly for anyone to notice.
loveyourhero ♥
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