Saturday, July 15, 2006
dear eye, don't lie
The more the flowers bloom in my pristine garden, the more they emit tantalizing scents -- deadly. The ethereal beings within know nothing of the mishaps beyond the thick oak of the garden door -- innocent.
It's an ugly place right here in Beauty World. They tell me though, with much deliberate shakes of disapproval and tsk tsks, that beauty lies in the ugliest, in the ugliest even. That there's protein in every deep-fried chicken wing, that there's a lesson learnt in every ten-hour maternal verbal torment, that there's a sweetheart in every group of damned bitches, that there's satisfaction of bursting your pimple in every outbreak, that there's truth in every pack of blatant lies, that there'll be eventual consensus in enmity, that you're pretty even when you've lost your raven curls to chemotherapy, that there's something beautiful beyond words even in the ugliest of times.
Things are not going rosy nowadays, i admit, more so than any of my friends will ever know, but i have something far more powerful than the sharpest of pain. I have faith.
--------------------------------------------------------
fara // 10:26
dear eye, don't lie
The more the flowers bloom in my pristine garden, the more they emit tantalizing scents -- deadly. The ethereal beings within know nothing of the mishaps beyond the thick oak of the garden door -- innocent.
It's an ugly place right here in Beauty World. They tell me though, with much deliberate shakes of disapproval and tsk tsks, that beauty lies in the ugliest, in the ugliest even. That there's protein in every deep-fried chicken wing, that there's a lesson learnt in every ten-hour maternal verbal torment, that there's a sweetheart in every group of damned bitches, that there's satisfaction of bursting your pimple in every outbreak, that there's truth in every pack of blatant lies, that there'll be eventual consensus in enmity, that you're pretty even when you've lost your raven curls to chemotherapy, that there's something beautiful beyond words even in the ugliest of times.
Things are not going rosy nowadays, i admit, more so than any of my friends will ever know, but i have something far more powerful than the sharpest of pain. I have faith.
fara // 10:26
Tagboard.
Friendster.
Email.
♥ Fara. Forever20. Nurse. In the pursuit of kidnapping Happy.
+ Images:
deviantart