day 17
mosquitoes woke me up at 5ish in the morning. but I didn't hate them (too much) cause I was able to see this beautiful view.
it's not enough to make me forget that I'm about to lose everything, but it's okay. I'll survive through today...

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day 17
mosquitoes woke me up at 5ish in the morning. but I didn't hate them (too much) cause I was able to see this beautiful view.
it's not enough to make me forget that I'm about to lose everything, but it's okay. I'll survive through today...
day 9
it's very hard for me to project a future, to make long term plans... but i do know one thing: i want this, i want what hirayama has.
(yes, i'm writing again about perfect days)
day 8
it's baffling the ways one can carry around so much unresolved trauma. is it my fault? am i doing therapy wrong? am i processing and healing in the wrong way? i think so.
every time i hurt someone all i can think about is my ex saying that “i don't know how to love”. in my mind, it instantly connect to being hard to love as well. it always comes back to me. it broke something inside of me that i don't think i am ever gonna be able to fix. it just saddens me. the damage is done. and i'm pretty sure it is somehow my own fault.
day 7
oh, how I love the feeling of being clean after a shower — don't even mind that the water is cold since yesterday.
been sick for who knows how many days, but still here.
day 4
first, i woke up to the sound of someone shouting my name at 6 a.m. but there was no one really calling me.
then, at 7 a.m. I went downstairs and saw this image.
it's 8:24 a.m. and I'm already sweating.
good morning, I guess?
day 3
had to walk for two kilometres on a road not made for pedestrians to get home, but this view is unforgettable.
day 2
back to the countryside.
day 1
i wish the camera could capture what I see with my eyes, as i see it. but i know it can't. and even though it can be frustrating sometimes, it is, in its own way, kinda beautiful if you think about. it's there and then it's gone...
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i miss having my fotolog page and being able to just post bad taken pictures without thinking too much about it and just pouring my heart out in the description. so i guess this is it.