Friday

I tend to rummage through ffffound quite often.

Purity

I've been picking up the sunshine

Seagull flies across my eyes forever

All that I know

is that you're the nicest thing I've seen, and I don't know if I'll ever meet someone that guided me to endless roads of smiles and illusions like you did. The experience was pretty good though, I'm sure everyone goes through one. Hope my next is just right, if not, I'll know what to do. Compatibility with comfort's all good.

P.S. I've fallen in love with the photo above

Keep calm

"& carry the fuck on"

Heck yes, these little pieces have inspired me to start my own crumbled-up notebook.
I'm sure it'll be an exciting and new way to express everything that wants to be emancipated from me. Who knows, I might even make a few scans to showcase.

My mind's sure

but it's the damn heart that keeps inducing complications and interfering with all else. I've convinced myself of too much already, I'm not going back to the beginning. Nope, nope. I must get going with my French, History, and Newspaper assignments. "Tears in Heaven" by Eric Clapton isn't helping too much either.

Lost one

Time don't go back, it go forward
Can't run from the pain, go towards it
Some things can't be explained, what caused it?
Such a beautiful soul, so pure, shit
Gonna see you again, I'm sure of it
'til that time, little man I'm nauseous
I know I'm guilty of it too but, not like them
You lost one

Porcelain

Someone said you're fading too soon

Drifting, and floating, and fading away

May your luck

shine on, among the abundance of each desire.

Take what you need, and be on your way.

dazed

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.