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.
Should you trouble yourself and hamper the dampened thoughts? Yes, go ahead and run but in your head, there's a fixed soundtrack, "Run baby run. Don't ever look back. They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance."
No, there is a way. You ask for a hint and there goes. Or maybe it's just the way that I interpret it. I'm pretty sure it is a visible imprint on my left chest, where my heart stops and starts. Pretty is just pretty without compassion. Beauty is just beauty without personality. Trying to tie bonds. But it goes the other direction. So maybe rafts are meant to tread the water. So it will be.
