What I thought of being sad came out being pretty. What I thought represent pain people see as beauty. What I thought about angrily came out as comedy. There must be seriously something wrong in the ways I put my thoughts on my face. Don’t get me wrong, I am not frustrated, I just think […]
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When an unreal meets a paranoid, that’s when things get a bit funny. Are you real? you asked me. I don’t really know, I said. Oh please don’t tell me that, you said. This was what I was thinking, which I didn’t say out loud: I was thinking, how could I know that I’m real? […]
If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound? I asked the same question about the definition of space. A plain is not a space. A plain is a plain plain until I walk into it and bring in my personal space, with a […]
Two postings in a day. What’s happening to me? My ear’s becoming more sensitive. If happiness is ignorance of details of the life surround, should I be happy at all? Nah. Happiness is experiencing all the pain and being able to smile with all the creases on your face. And here. Let’s be corny altogether […]
Sharted bij dooey und dan sharted bij gwey, ey wharp sharte juan blearin tou mal. Ash trou bijlijnday und dan weel die bijlijndooey, atso die knowledge of the mass im knowledge of the spirit bij’n gey shart bijlijn. Ja haha bij’n.
Beauty is anything that has the potential to stab my abdomen from deep inside my soul. Bleed mentally, smile physically, and die happily.