//May 31, 2009//
I left. Today. Heavy, but it has to be. Heart still flying. But believe me, I’ll stay.
My daily commute, whatsapp chat history, Evernote notes, random ideas, or countless saved pictures on my phone. Every bit of everyday, any RGBs and hex codes along the way.
//May 31, 2009//
I left. Today. Heavy, but it has to be. Heart still flying. But believe me, I’ll stay.
//May 30, 2009//
I just run. Too much, that I’m too tired to do anything else. Why do others don’t run the same way as I do? People said I run a lot. Yes. They said slow it up. But, I just need to run. It’s for them. I run, so everybody can do slow walk. That’s why I just keep on running.
//May 28, 2009//
If dreams were like a moon, I’d be happy to throw all the sunlit and chasing the night like a wolferine.
//May 27, 2009//
If the sky was a canvas, let my heart be an artist. We play, we brush, we paint it rainbow. And voila, it’s a playground for anyone.
//May 23, 2009//
This is maybe just a tears, or another melancholy thing to do. But sometimes it feels so bad, it’s hurt. They just don’t want to understand, and I’m here to stay.