“I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a

father’s protection.”

—Sigmund Freud

more than a letter

Dear dad,

I couldn't fathom that i would ever be without you. when you left, i lost a part of me. I missed your voice and your strong arms around me. who's gonna accompany me when i can't sleep? who's gonna accompany me to watch a new movie when everybody busy with their own life? who's gonna teach me how to drive well? who's gonna tell me that math very important? who's gonna remind me to study algebra? and who's gonna buy me a stunning dress? ....and so on :( i know you were not a perfect one and neither am I, but now i'm begging you please don't leave, i'll do anything to keep you, right here with me, can't you see how much I need you?

God, listen.. tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go

God, save him.. I would do anything in return

ps: I'm still your little girl and proud of it.

♥,

Frida

"Family quarrels are bitter things. They don't go by any rules. They're not like aches or wounds, they're more like splits in the skin that won't heal because there's not enough material."

happiness?

Hey Jealousy!

Tell me do you think it'd be all right
If I could just crash here tonight
You can see I'm in no shape for driving
And anyway I've got no place to go

And you know it might not be that bad
You were the best I'd ever had
If I hadn't blown the whole thing years ago
I might not be alone

Tomorrow we can drive around this town
And let the cops chase us around
The past is gone but something might be found
To take its place
Hey Jealousy

And you can trust me not to think
And not to sleep around
If you don't expect too much from me
You might not be let down

Cause all I really want is to be with you
Feeling like I matter too
If I hadn't blown the whole thing years ago
I might be here with you

no one wants to deal with jealousy, as well as me. everything just happens from inside of me, and unfortunately I was not able to control it. honestly, it is so annoys me, and in the end I have to deal with my own self about what I feel.

“I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.”

HAPPY 3rd MONTHSVERSARY, PRAMIS!

♥

Frida

ART!