Tuesday morning
I remember stormy weather
The way the sky looks when it's cold
And you were with me
Content with walking
So unaware of the world

Walking on air
My name is CELESTE.Also known as celly/celeteeeee/
marshmellow

One-horse town


Passenger seats

The driveway
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let me give up;
Posted on: Thursday, November 29, 2007
Posted at: 9:29 PM
i dont know why i'm trying so hard. its really tiring. this feels like a long distance run, that never ends. i feel like i want to continue on, but i cant see the finish line and everyone around me is overtaking me. i'm slowing losing the will to carry on. i feel so tired. i just want to go into a deep sleep and never wake up.

i just want to stop the run right here, right now. and walk out of the track. then i wont need to even face losing. i can just collapse on the ground and fall into a deep sleep. then i dont need to see other people with more perseverance win the race.

but now that my mind is clear, i realise that i'm not ready for a race yet cause i dont know what i want to achieve from the race. so now that i know, i'll just finish this race, at least i'll know that i tried my best, even though i dont win anything, its the experience that counts.