Twilight: New Moon Trailer
You can call me everything and pyscho, but I, with no exaggeration, watched this with hands clasped over my mouth. Preventing windows from shattering, and my sisters eardrums from breaking. I had non-stop jolts of electricity running through my body, alas explaining my jumps of joy rattling the house down. And due to my die hard fanatical histeria, my eyes watered but no tears were shed. All in all, I'm a complete loony.
Lace and bows are a perfect merit when it comes to jailhouse attire. Femininity conquers all, with a mix of hardcore violence, girl on girl action and straight up sketchy deliquent behaivour. Leopard print can never go wrong, paired with bed hair and an attitude that'll put Sid an' Nancy to shame. Lately, Id wake up too far off the day, look at my reflection and lose all trust on my makeup bag and my brush. I wish I had the gutts of a criminal ten folds.
Can love like this breathe? Take in full breaths of wonder and longing? Consigning to oblivion the weight it holds upon their lives. And having lost sight of the repercussions and tribulations. At that instant that love, that breaths and lives, Dies. Together with everything else.
"Oh Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?" We yearn for the one guy,(perferably one that looks like Dicaprio) dressed as a knight to sweep us off our feet. That one, who would take our breath away, even for that single moment. And dazzles you with a kiss by the book. That one who'll quench his thirst for you, by drinking poison. And especially, The One who'll dismiss from his mind the names, ' Montague and Capulet. '
all im asking for is to walk out of my balcony, to find Him there. With his heart on his sleeve.
" Parting is such sweet sorrow."
" Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, and it is better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring. "We go through life trying to overcome trials and tribulations which will yeild us triumph. In that, we will feel most content. Most peace and pleasure. That which make our hearts ache shall fill us with gladness. To see that shine on a rather rusty vase, we relish those. We must pass through the darkness, to reach the light.
Well spent morning consisting of down pours of rain, the infamous disappearing red pants, claustrophobic elevator rides, and just plain lounging around. 
