friend, I still remember how you fell or rather, jumped headfirst in love with danger and jumping headfirst and danger taste the same– a little bit salty with a hint of rosiness– so I get you (besides, it’s 那英老师’s key to becoming a good 情歌 singer) and I honest to God love you remember how we fell […]
Hello! It’s been a long time (been super busy, mostly because…I don’t seem to stop having school?…sorry). Also I’ve been having a bad case of feeling a lot (okay, this is me a lot of the time though) but still not really right words for them (ya know that feeling?) So to try to break […]
So November’s over. What happened? I became infatuated with a certain guy (okay, maybe I fell in love a little bit). And I don’t know what I’m going to do about him anymore, on account of him canceling our date with 3 hours notice. What I do know is that thinking of him still makes me […]
My life’s so messed up this time around That all I see are scribbles. So I’ll sleep in hope tomorrow will Bring meaning to this work of art.
A mini-poem for each! My parents We had perhaps a bit of a rough start, for neither you nor me got my feelings I later saw how much you love me how you taught me to be kind and that is good enough for me. My sister We too had a rough beginning, but I enjoy your […]
People come in all sorts of different shapes and sizes and textures and layerings. Some come box-shaped from trying to fit themselves into one, some big, capable of filling up an entire room, some are soft and fuzzy, others slippery, some wear their hearts on their sleeves and still others layered like the earth: few get past the […]
Today (11/20/15) was the last day of being a child. It was also a good day. I went to math lecture early to talk to a certain someone who discovered taobao.com (for those of you who still have not, it’s basically Chinese Amazon but everything is extra cheap). Have fun reading the Chinese, I said. “Fuck,” […]
You make me laugh and smile wide as if I don’t already. You’ve Uncanny skill to melt my heart as if it needed melting still. He sees in me someone unique a someone with soul bright and free… Ah well, We’ll look back one day and we’ll know the stories that were meant to be.
I miss playing piano everyday but it’s always such an inconvenient hour when I realize what it is I’m missing so once again I’ll resolve to fill it in tomorrow.
it’s just a feeling of people are fascinating creatures but at times I tire of talking to them and boys I like are a rare species he’s wonderful but I know all too well to invest this much is dangerous it is hard to talk about my problems because everyone has their own someone needs to […]