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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
YOU ARE THE REASON

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@canyoubackflip
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mad man dont exist
its okay
i always felt like i’m consumed by a product, a product that will drives me to another dimension but at certain point the product does not exist. the perspective of views to an/a object or surroundings that we forgot the existence of it are important to remind ourselves what’s upon us. emotion and experience affect a person’s perspective or feeling to another person or a still object. isn’t that crazy that as we share the same vision and believes on things, we do not view this washing machine the same way as we should be. as the scene is flipped, i did not bother to turn the sweater around for me to have a better shot, i guess it will probably turn itself…and if you bother to see the back of it?
few years back i was still doing high school like other normal kids, attending classes going through classrooms, putting lock on the locker with things that don’t really matter, worrying about everyday’s events. i am that person that never speak out my own problem, hiding my shit..letting myself dig deeper and deeper, it was ironic right. at some point ill cry inside out, hiding in the shadows walking thru my expression. i don’t know man it was crazy...i always wanted to push myself, push myself to try different stuff, shit that only matters to me. i always say like “i actually dont care about what people thinks bout me balabalabala...” i was lying to the world, everything i do right now its to show people what am i trying to accomplish, im not sure what drives me to have this kind of intension to mark my work in this planet. the shit that i do wasnt even exist 8 years before...it was the transection, transection of that mentality drives me to who i am now. i was stuck, so stuck. i could have been dead at some point, having all the thoughts, fucking up my mind. but i rather be staying with the flow, rhythm. i know its like, batman doesnt exist right, but the evil does. the bad does i want someone to rely on its actually this simple. i dont wanna be considered as weak!? no no thats not me……