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I took a shower so you couldnât hear me, knowing I had to cry Sad to know that while my heart was breaking you were sleeping or just faking
âThe past is something he could see, but not touch And everything he sees is blurred and indistinctâ
dear you,
[light my candle in a daze]
I can talk philosophy with you all day. You can do the same thing with me, in fact, with anyone. Human are the original hypocrites. We can say sophisticated shit and sound like we got all our life values and beliefs figured out. Truth is, I am as clueless and lost and broken as you are. ⢠Canât you see? This is why we are fucked. ⢠We all try so hard to protect our hermit safe house. Itâs kay, you can fake all you want, but at least, letâs try being honest with your own soul. Lately iâve been trying to reflect on myself, trying to be mindful of myself. Just to know that iâm breathing in breathing out so that I can focus on regulating it. Or just to know that iâm walking so that I can focus on walking a straight line and not impeding other people on the street. I just need to know that I should exist as I am. One day, I want to be able to realize my state of mind at an exact moment. In stead of living on like an empty shell, I want to know if I am sad, or I am stressed, or I am just blank. One day, I want to even be able to tell why or how or what causes the triggers. ⢠I think that if I can learn to accept myself, I can tolerate me in stead of thinking âI am to blame for that, I do deserve thatâ. ⢠âPain is inevitable, misery is optionalâ
for people like you and me, one good thing that outshines is, we donât have bad days, generally speaking everyday is the same everything is indifferent
parallel lines. perfect. but never meet each other
still, better than those who crossed once and never meet again
Cháşłng phải em lĂ vĂ i mĂ u nâu Mang hĆĄi Ẽm cho anh ngĂ y mưa rĆĄi Äáş§y Cuáťi câu chuyáťn lĂ ÄĂŞm trắng MĂŹnh em... - VĹŠ -Â
say hello to heaven
Untitled, Asian Art
The Harry G. C. Packard Collection of Asian Art, Gift of Harry G. C. Packard, and Purchase, Fletcher, Rogers, Harris Brisbane Dick, and Louis V. Bell Funds, Joseph Pulitzer Bequest, and The Annenberg Fund Inc. Gift, 1975 Metropolitan Museum of Art, New Yo Medium: Porcelain with underglaze blue and iron glaze (Hizen ware)
I'm trying to listen to your words, But I can't feel my head and it's unravelling - Beach Fossils, Sleep Apnea -
We were a silence between two special songs Silence that is also music in itself A trace, faded silhouettes, not strangers Never strangersâŚ
Whenever I go off to the wild to conquer a summit, I always tell you about the trip afterward. Wishful thought is, youâd say âletâs go together next timeâ.
Like a life without love God, that's just insane But a love without a life Well, that just happens everyday
[to feel or not to feel]
Seem like I will never be able to justify my feelings It truly is a roller coaster ride, a mixture of emotions that contradict themselves, a messed up representation of yin yang ⢠Whenever I feel content and it happens to elongate, I suddenly will be hit with utter bleakness. I donât know how and when the invisible switch turns on and off. Because I canât make sense of it, I canât stop it. Whenever my mood drops, I find myself having no choice but to obey and react to it ⢠âRidiculously distasteful and patheticâ would be the best description of my state of mind ... --- ...
[starry eyes]
For years, it was their ritual to drive to the beach every full moon. Thatâs why, that night, they also jumped onto the car and headed to the beach. ⢠âThis is goodbyeâ - she said it first. Her vision went blurry, stars dancing around the corner of her eyes. She didnât know that the stars were the only thing he could see as well. But he was well prepared. It was him who made her say those words first. ⢠They actually knew too well what ran through each otherâs mind without having to say anything. Thatâs why, they just silently stood there for a while. They were setting each other free, however long it would take, and there should be no turning back. ⢠That night, they left the stones in their chests on the beach. They would find it strange to walk around with a big hollow on their bodies. But they would have to get familiar with it. As a matter of fact, if they canât sew it up, they will have to settle with carrying it along with them. ⢠Once upon a full moon, he looked out of the window. âAt least we are under the same starsâ - he thought to himself.