041b » it's paranoid

A trip down the lane, an incoherent one.

Basically, I miss everyone here. How are you?

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The worst thing about possibilities, the future, expectations, involvement, analyzing, and thinking in general: they come in negatives as well. One thing about negativity: it'll ruin everything, strong foundation or whatever floor you're standing on, it'll be sinking in. You'll try to avoid it but it is already immersed in your skin; slowing your ( Read more... )

Even though I failed to meet with the ones that I desperately want to, but so far this holidays offered me:

new music downloads, Tokyo Jihen!, lost contacts, our 6 months♥, a chance to reunite with classmates (soon!), lost voices, books, comfortability, waking up at 1pm, new recruits, the swing, cuddle cuddle, weird conversations, 3.835 GPA ( Read more... )

aerophonic for daily,

typofee for humour.

I see.

I am missing the people that I've been seeing in short glimpses. People that I can actually give a long stretch of conversations and words. I know there are some of you still staying here, some that don't have distance as its obstacle. I just want a moment where we can just open up and tell things about ourselves from the beginning, from the ( Read more... )

The elimination movements of the dimensions, wasting spaces of the seconds, I've been preserving my slow breathing in the deep slumber, drifting into the tangible plane of rusty reality. Taking up almost every second, in between the rush, early hours, late mornings. As much as it goes with my anticipation, with my limbic nerves, the performances ( Read more... )

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