picture postcards

*In the event any t11 ppl read this, know that I'm very grateful and I love u guys a lot. so much.

You know how movies always have scenes where people who are upset run off to the beach and cry their souls out. They're not exaggerating anything, the beach really has that effect on you.
All those tears you've hid in the recesses of your heart, all the pain you've trapped under the facade, it all seems to crack when the sea breeze caresses your face and the sound of the gentle waves on the sand is like an old friend telling you to let it all out. That's what I did.

Let it all out.

It's something about the dark and the twinkling lights in the distance. Now I know why so many many gazillion people go to the beach. It's got this comfort about it. And I love it. I can sit there for hours on end and just not think about anything, just enjoy the breeze on my face and watch those lights. Walking along the breakwater's good too...it feels like your friends are walking with you. It's so enchanting...I think when I grow up, I'm going to buy a beach house with my own private tennis court in the backyard so that I'll never have to leave my two loves! :D

my two loves.

I love them so much but have no time for them. Just like my other loves. They're all flying away from me and no matter how I try to grab them by their hands, they're leaving me...all too fast and too soon. Sigh...time waits for no man, that is true but what if you try and battle it. You think of ways to stop time and stop your "love" from flying away and it doesn't work? Is it your fault then? I don't know, for once, I really don't.

wrong or right, black or white, if i close my eyes, it's all the same