this pilgrimage feels like a pilgrimage.
I am starting to give a fuck. or in other words, care.
I am so hysterical about my destiny. I am too fucked for my own good. I am enjoying every bit of this happiness and I realized one day, this will shut down, but I don’t want that to happen. So god, you can’t take this away from me.
Especially this. (I’d bottle this if i could, shelter it, mummify it, I’d do anything to preserve this.)
when we’re not toghether, i will remember you. I tried to keep it simple cause I hate goodbyes.
Ante February
This is very hypersonic! January has come to the butt end. Bloody Hell, my hair haven’t grown an inch bit.
Opt to deactivate my Facebook account. For a short period, that is. Just thought I’d like to put an orbit. From people. A discreet life might be better. Should have deleted my tumblr, but naah nahh naaah nehver, I take joy in writing. Very much.
*hanged out at the mall with this three bunch of monkeys, favorite ones though.
