February 2012
17 posts
you say that you’re over me, you always end up under me.
princesskuroi asked: isn't it quite odd that i've never met you before but you somehow appear in my dreams so vividly...
It is said that even in death itself, beckons the sound of music, as if to drown the sorrows of it’s difficult existence. As I sat there, on a bench in the middle of nowhere, the lightness of the air lifted heavy burdens from my chest. And as if to sooth my pain, my misery, the echoes of silence whispered through the breeze of a calm and sunny day, in this place that feels as though time...
officalsl asked: Your blog is like a book, I can read it all day. I love your writing.
zenygrace asked: I'm curious why you cover your eyes
As a child left alone in the dark, I couldn’t stop myself from weeping. All the terror came rushing back to my head, I had not known what had happened, the last thing I can remember is the thin cold blade, stained by the blood of my friends piercing through my heart.
mariaxbell asked: Do you see yourself living a long life?
She said, “I still love you, I always will til the day I die. But at some point, I had to choose happiness. I have to make that a priority. And now, I’m with someone that understands that I will never stop loving you. And that makes me happier than I’ve ever been.”
He said, “Good, that’s fantastic.”
She said, “When women get to know you, of course...
209x408x510 asked: Where have you traveled to already?
joysfsk asked: Where do you see yourself 10 years from now?
I read this quote once when I was a kid, “we live alone, we die alone,...
– George Zinavoy
supremeluxury asked: what are your goals in life before you die ?
January 2012
31 posts
onemishyology asked: You know? I don't think I ever saw your eyes. It's been a while I haven't drop by in here. I hope everything is going well in your end<3
jcupdmr asked: Hello, I love your writing and how in depth you go with some of your stories. I just came by to ask, how long did your sleeve tattoo take? It's definitely an eye catcher.
trillgod asked: Favourite clothing brands as of late?
whizzingfizzbees asked: Hi, I love your writing. Also, I hope you had an awesome day. :)
patt-pattron asked: did you finish your sleeve ?
phammynguyen asked: Don't even know if you celebrate but just stopping by to still say, Happy Vietnamese new year, take care now.
simplc asked: Thanks for the follow, I really adore your writing ((:
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What happens when you fall in love with a writer?
Anything can happen. You will be hurt, there’s no denying that. Whether it’s a permanent state of pain from a ghost like love or a temporary pain hinted with the rich taste of true love at the end. The latter, however, is rare. That’s the thing about writers; They are a box of surprise, a wrapped gift that you cannot shake to...
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mycupoftea-killa asked: Did you know I met you a long long time ago? When we were both still a bit younger. Just strolling down memory lane. Lol. I doubt you remember me though.
Great people will turn up if you love them through their hours of imperfections.
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His name was…well his name didn’t matter. He was a man who was part of this mundane world that we all seem to exist in. Working full-time just to stay alive. He doesn’t even remember when life wasn’t that way. A seemingly empty void that involved work, sleep, and eating. He hasn’t seen any of his friends in months. They all worked like he did. He wished it was...
But that’s what happens when normal people get sucked into my world, they end up getting hurt.
Writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being...
– Charles Bukowski
unknown-one asked: You are just something I can't seem to quite figure out, but as I have been following and reading your thoughts and story, I was able to capture the jist of it.
There’s this aching feeling of nothingness floating somewhere deep in the insane repetitive patterns of my daily routine. I cannot say for sure yet what the cause of this might be, but lately I feel like - forgive the cliche - “something is missing.” It’s almost scary even, that I so badly want to say that I’m content with it. But why, for what reason would I want to...
New year, new cigarettes
December 2011
41 posts
I find myself falling into the same patterns and the same routine that I used to oh so dearly dread. Having my morning coffee along side the sun rise before I fall into bed, days without sleep causing my mind to act in a strange manor. Aloneness. A huge area of quietness and insanity, but to me - peace and solitude. I fell back into this realm of vulnerability and dreamy-like state of reality. I...