You don't need lucidity to find joy. Joy is where you decide to put your heart at. There's just something about words that I love, that works in sync with codes. Solituditary, writing, imagination. Those, are my favourites.
So hey. This is my blog. I love writing. The posts and titles here are inspired from real life world and experiences.
Typing about hurt doesn't make me a sadist.
Typing about heartbreaks doesnt mean im on post-break up denial.
Typing about love and crushes doesn't mean im in love.
Typing about death doesn't make me an emo kid.
We are all more in depth than the naked eye can see. I hate being ridiculed.
I think I won't be uploading as much photos here now that Facebook is available. Read on, comment, whatever.
Enjoy articulating or connecting my words with your life. Welcome.
Somehow or rather, I find it funny how people could seize every opportunity to look down on themselves. How they could neglect, churn their utmost sensitive side and heave vulgar remarks about themselves. And then they wake up the next morning and look at the same apocalyptic being of themselves. If you have two souls, what would your sunny one say? If it always rains, what would your umbrella be? What gives you right to put down and decide what's pretty and not? A little bit of self-love would be nice.
