someones are like water, someones are like heat

She is like the heat.

She’s like the addictive flame of a match stick that you can’t help but ignite one after the other, and every time I light one up, I see a dream as the fire burns, and it warms my stone cold heart. She lets me feel humanity. She makes everything feel alive and so real that I’m inclined to believe it’s not, And every time the flame burns out, I’m left alone in the dark again.

I love the way the natural pink hue on her face spreads from her ears to the apples of her cheeks. But most of all, I love the way her blue eyes - and in that moment of happiness, her eyes are like the glimmering surface of the sea on a hot summer day, hot, bright, breathtaking. Like the heat.

She is like the water.

But also like water, she leaves a thin layer of residue that cools my skin and haunts me in the aftermath. She never lets me forget, until it all evaporates and… for a short moment it’s gone, but she’s there, she’s always there, and she’ll always come back.

Then I’m left standing there with my back against the wall, like a fireball ready to explode because she always leaves me confused, unraveling my soul just the right amount to drive me crazy.

She is like the melody.

She is striking and always immediately noticeable. She’s likeable in a way that everyone wants to hum along to her – so much so, in fact, that I always find myself wanting to hide her and be the only one in the world who knows her sound.

She is the biggest melody of them all, and all the other harmonies and beats can only match up to her, trying to be on the same frequency. And because everything is secondary and complementary to the melody, she blossoms like a flower and becomes so beautiful and delicate that she is untouchable.

Only the sun can touch her.

There is only heat for the melody and only water for the heat.

There is only water for the melody.

She is like the beat.

She’s what makes everything move, what gives life to the melody, what keeps me going forward.

We’re polar opposites, and yet without each other the song would be incomplete.

The music has just begun playing, but the melody and the beat are already inseparable.

 -Alice-

SE ON MENOO NYTTEN

eli nyt olen matkalla kohti paikkaa, johon linnoittaudun miltei viikoksi. toivottavasti en kuole! uskonnolliset jutut ei oo kauheesti mun juttu! toivottakaa onnea! <3 ja toivon paljon kommentteja blogissani, kun tulen takaisin ;) heh. nomut kyl mulla varmasti tulee kivaa, ku paras seura ja sillee!! ja pali kuvii vissii tiedos!!! ja paras huone seura ;) kiitos jo näin aikaisessa Pullealle ja Keijulle! (ja varmasti monille muilla mjahtaville)!!

I can't buy your love, don't even wanna try.

Sometimes the truth won't make you happy, so I'm not gonna lie.

But don't ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

I know i'm far from perfect, nothin' like your entourage

I can't grant you any wishes, I won't promise you the stars.

But don't ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

Cause when you've given up.

When no matter what you do it's never good enough.

When you never thought that it could ever get this tough,

Thats when you feel my kind of love.

And when you're crying out.

When you fall and then can't pick, you're heavy on the ground

When the friends you thought you had haven't stuck around.

That's when you feel my kind of love.

You won't see me at the parties, I guess I'm just no fun.

I won't be turning up the radio singing, "Baby You're The One".

But don't ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

I know sometimes I get angry, and I say what i don't mean.

I know I keep my heart protected, far away from my sleeve.

But don't ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

And when you're crying out.

When you fall and then can't pick, you're heavy on the ground

When the friends you thought you had haven't stuck around.

That's when you feel my kind of love.

-Alice-

Sunnuntai kuvapostaus

 

When I was young,

I never needed anyone.

Sometimes, I feel so insecure,

And love so distant and obscure

Remains the cure.

 

 

“I shouldn’t love you but I want to, I just can’t turn away. I shouldn’t see you but I can’t move, I can’t look away. And I don’t know how to be fine when I’m not, ‘cause I don’t know how to make the feelings stop. Just so you know, this feeling’s taking control of me and I can’t help it. I won’t sit around, I can’t let ‘em win now. Thought you should know I’ve tried my best to let go of you but I don’t want to. I just gotta say it all before I go.”

Will smith on vaan paras :D ja nääki on oikeesti puoliks ihan hatusta heitettyy! kuka oikeesti osaa?

!!!!

 

“I’m gonna pick up the pieces,

And build a Lego house.

If things go wrong we can knock it down.

My three words have two meanings.

There’s one thing on mind;

It’s all for you.

And it’s dark in the cold December,

But I’ve got you to keep me warm.

If you’re broken I will mend ya,

And I’ll keep you sheltered from the storm.

That’s raging onnn now.

I’m out of touch, I’m out of love,

I’ll pick you up when you’re getting down.

And out of all these things I’ve done I think I love you better now.

I’m out of sight, I’m out of mind,

I’ll do it all for you in time,

And out of all these things I’ve done I think I love you better now.”

jes! tällä mennään!!! :D

 

 

She didn’t fight me and she didn’t protest, instead, she allowed me to hold her, and it was only a few moments later that she started crying again. She buried her face into the crook of my neck and the tears spilled onto my neck. I felt her fingers dig into my shoulder and grip my t-shirt, like it was the only thing she had to hold onto—like it was the only thing that was holding her in place. Surprisingly, the pain I was expecting to feel never came, as I was too preoccupied with Her fingers grazing my bare skin.

Reilua? Zaynin nimi väärin, ja 'se-blondi'??

Niallil kylmä tekolumessa? :D

 

      ”Niin kuin pieniä polkuja ranteessa on, hihan alle ne piiloon jää. Eikä kukaan tiedä, et on onneton,

      kun ei sieluunsa nää. Niin kuin pieniä polkuja, risteilevii, jotka johtavat ei mihinkään. Mut se terä

      joka sydämessä on kii, viiltää syvempään.”

-Alice-