Friday, October 23, 2009

Fleeting

I give up.
I give up on boys. Life is a continuous cycle of me making a fool of myself.
I just want to grow out of this phase of falling in love with everything too quickly. The euphoria lasts for just a fleeting moment.
Love is like teeth. You get it, have it, lose it (painfully), look silly for a while, then grow it back, bigger and stronger than before. I want my grown-up teeth.Photo by Chelsee Ivan

1 comment:

Nina said...

I really like your metaphor :)
<3