in a sea of awakened realizations. What happens when one discovers that what they wanted from someone was buried in the most genuine intentions of someone else? Suddenly interest starts slipping away from primary desires. No attraction found here or there, nor anywhere. A long path of the truth evokes unbearable obstacles? I guess so. Overly pondering about something you don't want to is such a powerful tool in our minds. It overruns deeply into unknown spaces, when the truth is, I have no idea of the way I feel. Ambiguity strikes once more.
Alright, a blog consisting of solely pictures can sometimes result as full apathy. I've come to the conclusion that I really want to hurt this someone, emotionally of course. Can't believe I'm even emancipating thoughts through a blog, but the reason I want to commit such adverse actions is to suppress my personal, ongoing, and absurd dealings just so I can give to someone what I've been given. Or in the most probably case, I've given myself. More than 365 days have passed, not a single one passing by without the frequent sliding of a temporal attachment. In the present, what was has passed away. And you'll see that all I want now is happiness. Damn, sometimes I can become much too indecisive, vague, ambiguous, a real handful. Through hardships, I keep setting foot upon a pathway of realizations though. Through an emotional wall built with bricks that one has kept adding with passing time, it's time to put an end to each rectangular prism. All I want now is happiness, and an effort WILL be made. Each day I feel much better. Completely DONE with it all. Now I feel like jumping into a pool or standing at the top of a mountain while a breeze surrounds my body.