Elena & Stefan

Written by Me :D



Living in Misery

In a paradise far from perfect

I may be happy here someday

but untill now

I am

in Misery





I am living the dream

A dream come true

And here I am

Catching my breath

hoping my world slow down

enought for me to finally see

who I am





Living in Harmony

My only company is Rythim & Sound

All I do is what I Любовь to you

Singing my emotions out Loud

But deep down I am

in Misery





I am living the dream

A dream come true

And here I am

Catching my breath

hoping my world would slow down

enough for me to finally see

who I am





What I do & who I love

What do I choose in the end?

This is my...

(If u haven't read the book..Dont read!) WARNING --> CONTAINS SPOILERS!! BIG SPOILERS!!
On with the rant:::
My first reaction when finishing the book was **Sigh** That was...a very "Happy ending" to Rose and Lissa! ONLY to Rose, Lissa, Dimitri and even Christian (you know aside from the fact that his aunt did what she did ;) ) Especifically for THOSE characters! Because the story is mainly about those characters! But Where's Adrian!? I'll tell where he is HEADING straight into the road of LONELINESS AND MISERY!!!!! :( My poor Adrian!!! God I Любовь him! He doesn't deserve that!! Do I think...

Written by me :D

I’ve been trying to get my way to you
I’ve been trying to fight it
this feeling deep inside that’s
seperating us.

I’ve been walking all alone
in the dark, all by myself.
I was stupid & careless
until I saw that light at the end of the road
that made me open my eyes for the
very first time.

I’ve been trying to keep our Любовь intact
that Любовь that made me who I am today.
But, I know Ты don’t feel the same about me.
it hurts inside know that…

I’ve been walking all alone
in the dark, all by myself.
I was stupid & careless
until I saw that light at the end of the road
that...

A hopeless dream
Damon Salvatore was in the living room drowning his silent sorrows and soundless grief in alcohol, staring at the fire. His сердце broken, his soul wounded by the words that escaped the two women’s lips, women who he forever loved and forever will love, their words proclaimed and claimed Stefan, Saint Stefan, as their own. “I never loved you. It was always Stefan.” “I care about you. But I Любовь Stefan, it will always be Stefan.” Those were the words, the words that wound him еще than vervain and kill him еще than the stake through the heart. Why could there be another...