My dear,

And you lie awake on your bed, letting all free thoughts and feelings flood through your mind.

What do I do when...

Lovelies.

New sunglasses.

Birthday present from Wei Ling and Sinrun.

Darling Champagne.

The best kind of kiss is when you have to stop because you can't help but smile.

*

'You taste sweet.'

Wanderers.

I want to search for you, in tears; in the rain. I want run until I catch the edge of your shirt. Even if it means I am to lose the last of my breath.

Of ocean waves and deep breaths.

Oh, little lungs, take a deep breath and drown in ocean waters. 

Of direction and location.

Wherever I'm heading to, I hope the journey is beautiful.

clarity

我說啊

身邊的人想法都好複雜
你喜歡什麽就喜歡什麽啊  幹嘛要為自己量身定做一個身份
如果你那麽想要變‘酷’   其實真的不難
你只需要做自己就好了

不用撒謊  不用掩飾  不用計劃

說真的  你們經歷過什麽了嗎
幹嘛

哈哈哈  你們真無聊

asdf

Reruns.

If I were to live my life over and over again, I wouldn't even know what to change.

Knock knock.

ㄟ 如果有一天  我們在繁忙的十字路口上再次遇見
該要怎麽打招呼才對？

我們可以到附近的咖啡店去喝杯咖啡  可是你說過你喝了咖啡會睡不着 
沒關係  我們可以到首都去看夜景

還是算了 下次該我請你喝珍珠奶茶了  喔

What about one hundred years?

That still wouldn't be enough for you to understand the whole situation, fool.

Bam.

其實


很多事情在我眼裏什麽都不是
Nothing matters to me.

我知道我腦袋很不健康   可是你也管不着吧？

很多事情   對我來説根本就沒有任何的意義

*

我喜歡我的貓咪

愛留就留   愛走就走

當主人的我很開心   因爲什麽都不用負責

貓咪餓了   食物就給它   就這樣

這麽脆弱的動物   應該動不動就會死掉還是什麽的

我不想愛那麽脆弱的東西

萬一有一天    它真的離開了

那我該怎麽辦？

所以啊   貓咪   媽咪從來都沒用心愛過你

自己去 旅行吧    不回家也沒關係

貓咪 1 ： 媽咪 1

你沒有任何理由愛我   我也沒有任何理由愛你

就這樣

Coffee?

或許　某年夏天的某天



空氣溫溫的　聞起來像無邊無際的草原
飄逸的長髮被微風輕輕地吹著　遮掩了眼前的太陽

對　就是這種感覺　這種時候
臉上很自然就會露出笑容 那很真　很真的笑容

隨性地用手把遮擋了視線的褐色髮絲撥往後腦
那是一個微笑著的臉蛋　很自然　很漂亮
睫毛　眼睛　鼻子　嘴唇　牙齒　臉頰

或許　他們在這一刻都一一愛上了這一切
就在這很簡單的一瞬間



　
金色的飄逸頭髮　紅褐色的眼睛　
溫柔的睫毛　高高挺挺的鼻子　嫩滑的肌膚
粉嫩的雙唇　整齊的牙齒　還有那會傳染的微笑

但有時候　無論你有再漂亮的臉蛋　再厲害的天份
再可愛的鬼臉　再俏皮的小動作
無論你在別人眼中有多完美



他都不會愛上你

Palpitation.

I have some serious man pride issue.

Misnomer.

"ㄟ　要怎麼知道女生有沒有男朋友啊？"



"就說　'ㄟ　明天星期六耶　沒跟男朋友出去玩嗎？'　然後那女的就會用娃娃音說　'哎喲　人家沒有男朋友啦！'　這樣不就得了嗎？"



"喔你是個天才耶！！　連這招你也想到！！！　那要在什麼時候問哪？"



"就星期五那天啊."

*

很無聊我知道　可是我跟班上的同學笑了兩節課（笑）

Revelry.

'Time mends a broken heart.'

Nothing mends a broken heart. The pain will always be there. Some days, every single delicate bone hurts so bad that you literally can't move. Every breath you take hurts, your lungs feel like they're collapsing. But you can't not breathe. And all you want to do is to lay on the bed with your eyes wide open, trying to fill up the hollow in your heart. Emptiness is a form of pain which makes you feel numb. It takes away all your strength and passion. 

While on some other days, where the pain decides to take a day off from keeping you company, you get to live a normal life. But you might just pass out. If you were dead, an autopsy will only reveal nothing, nothing but decayed flesh from the inside of your body. Because these feelings slowly molder everything you have inside you. Your dignity, your pride, and your ability to feel.

You are a zombie.

Time won't mend a broken heart. Time only makes it hurt less. But this pain that lingers acts as a reminder. It reminds you of all that you have been through. And how much you've learnt from experiences. And that you are alive, human, and feeling. Looking back always baffles me. There was a point in life, where I was so sad that, I swear, I could feel my airways closing up. How did I go through all that?

And here I am. Reminiscing and contemplating.