behind dark clouds are blue skys

this is my life.
how i see things.
my thoughts (mainly) and everything i feel that i want on here. so this is basically my diary.

my name is David Trang. im 17, male.
i go to Wellington Secondary College
i trick, beatbox to get my mind off things or just to express myself.
and for fun i use sound effects to screw with people >:D i can be evil at times
love me or hate me. i dont care.
but this is my life, if you dont like it. GTFO!!!

one day, when everything fucks up. i think i’ll just add what ever is left of our “friendship” to the list….scared of losing you for good.
so much harder to get over specially because of the same class and school…

if only…

diana, you are a fucking inconsiderate bitch, that could have potentially killed your cousin with hypothermia! if i had died. it would have been worth it if i had traumatized your life. see you in hell bitch

….. to have my thoughts out is like saying i still think about you,
i still dream about you and i still love you….
receiving that apology was just… it changed everything for me.
thought i could move on but i guess i’m not that far, was long though
but hey now i’m smiling at least. no longer in a shitty mood.
but… i’m an idiot sacrificing everything… for 6 months. no turning back..

hope you see this a reblog….

Reblogged from angelaajtee

hope you see this a reblog….

who said dreams don’t come true?

for many nights before the 12th of may,
i been having dreams of losing you. woken up in tears, and hyperventilation, sweat down my back and fears to fall asleep again.
now im living that dream… sigh… oh well i guess now i have to face it.

its good to know you did read it. i feel a little uplifted though, dont know why, i guess curiousity is gone? or just the fact that you were over me.. i dont know. but oh well. i feel better. hope being in the same class… doesnt make “it” start to burn anymore.,

Every moment without you
It seems like eternity
I’m begging you, begging you come back to me

can we go back to the days our love was strong
can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong
can somebody tell me how to get things back to how the used to be
oh god give me a reason, im down on bending knees

I’m starting to miss your kisses again… you could have at least given me one before you sent me on my way…

its not that i hated him

at least… i dont think i did… i really was just jealous of him… i hope…
i mean i loved you, and he had everything you would go for: looks, piercings (tongue), he’s your besttie… ugh list goes on

and where as i have none of that… but still thinking about him holding your waist at southland still makes my heart sink… i really dont fucking like him… that or im jealous of him…. FUCKING DARRIUS! 

i should have listened

i remember telling myself to be careful, not to make you my everything, but now that i did… it feels like nothing is left. idiot