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Bonjour
Traveling wasn't really something I let myself dream of years ago. I've always been calculating and precise as to what do with my time and money and what needs must first be addressed. I've allowed myself to be complacent from time to time because as long as I had work, I knew I'll move, however slow it may be. Before satisfying any whim or dream ( Read more... ) -
Not Spring, love or cherry blossoms
I’d like to think that there was a reason he came to my life, albeit shortly. He made me realize things about myself no other person has ever done before. While I have to bite my lip or grit my teeth or dig my nails into my palm just so I wouldn’t cry when I think of him; and while our parting was the most painful thing I have ever encountered this ( Read more... ) -
On rain and glitches
There's always something sad about the rain. I wish everything will stop when the rain pours. It is the most fitting then, just silent breaths as it trickles, a pause among other things. Because the rain gets me irrationally and I can't catch up with my thoughts when everything and everyone else continues merrily about. There's Something sad about ( Read more... ) -
Saber
~This is such a crazy world. It makes me lose sight of who I am ( Read more... ) -
If
if i'm full of bullshit,
then why do you stay around?
if i'm stepping all over you, then why linger in my presence?
what's the point of all this again? -
The Knife
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The Knife
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The Knife
It sounded like crystals breaking to dusts after the softest whisper;
Her eyes trailed her distorted reflections on the ragged shards,
A breath escaped her lips as the broken blade hugged the ground,
Such was how the knife of never letting go finally met its demise. -
On Deprivation
Some of us aren't built for self-deprivation. 'The true way to avoid temptation is to yield to it,' wasn't it, by Wilde? You're consumed with guilt for doing that which must be avoided, so you hold it back. You tuck it close to your heart. You bite your lower lip and dig your nails through your palms, wishing for the days to pass by and the seconds ( Read more... )
