My universe is wide, in fact immeasurable, because it is huge I can live and die in it a thousand times. This universe is a happy, colorful one, and in it you die peacefully and come back anew gracefully. This is not a dream, it is real. So real that you can do whatever you … Continue reading More than you can think of
There's no such thing as perfect, because if there is then life is useless.
Coz my dear, if I'm out of the picture. Just want you to know that, I don't like you. I don't like you at all. I'd rather that I take myself out of the picture than pretend to enjoy but not.
I love flowers, trees, fruits, butterflies, ants, dogs, cats and the like. I love nature! I think in my past life I am the daughter of mother earth. The child she loved the most. I can be anything nature, like a tree, a tame deer but also a mighty lion when provoked. I can flow like … Continue reading I love!
See the problem is I am all over the place, you can't stop me. Spinning and doing all these things at once.
I've been reading a lot, yes lately I've been up late trying to search for my answers, to come to a proposition, a solid solution to my longing, my longing for happiness. I am desperate to create and find ways to achieve this, been thinking a lot, contemplating, how do I end this war in … Continue reading That longing for happiness
A lot of times we crave for attention, so we do things to be able to get them, like write or do some crazy stuff. Social media made it easier these days, but how many people are really paying attention? Do they really pay attention, just accidentally clicks on it and skips it or can … Continue reading What it means to have zero views
I wanted to write happy thoughts, I wanted to think happy, act happy, look happy, be truly happy, but what is happy?
To hurt, to inflict, to pain is monstrosity. You hurting my animal, I pity you, it's a shame you are living, walking, breathing and wandering around. You existence is a curse. May your existence be filled with so much pain much more than what you have inflicted to the poor being. #ForPurgoso #Mylovingdog #Justicewillbeyours
For when time comes that you get to meet me and you are fake and I know because I can always sense from a distance. I'll be there, physically present. But my soul my heart, my other senses, you will find me sleeping.