I start. I end.
Yeah, I end what I've started.
But it's not over yet. It's not the ending.
Hello fellas,
It's been ages I haven't posted anything here.
Me, not busy. Me, losing my mood. Me, don't have a will to share anything or everything exactly. With anyone, him include.
Ich spreche Deutsch.
Hahaha. Nicht so gut. Ich hoere, Ich lerne, und da bin ich.
well anyway. I press the next button.
Life's been so slowly. The wheel keeps on turning. But not my life. below standard.
Again. It's not over yet. No dead end.
I struggle. Keep the spirit even the spirit is slowly becoming a ghost.
---turn the playlist---
Rilo Kiley - Does He Love You?
Yeah. Does he love me?
He does. That thought is like a showered plant.
The only problem is that plant hasn't been showered lately.
It showers it self. I did.
Well, everybody shower theirselves, don't they?
He said it's ok if we live in agony.
don't you agree?
I don't. Once we live in agony, that's ok.
I said ok not fine.
The fine thing is we shouldn't live in agony.
I want the bubble is flying high, not burst in the air.
---turn the playlist---
Elliot Smith - The Ballad of Big Nothing
I always like him.
especially when he said "You can do what you want to there's no one to stop you.."
>>forward>>
What's "nothing" anyway?
The emptyness or the non-existence maybe?
then what's existence?
I've had that kind of convy.
amused me. plus.
my brain is too tiny. minus.
I followed the story. I walked slowly.
then I got lost. He doesn't help me, really.
He said it's ok if I didn't find my way.
But I'm not ok, really. Plus I know he's on another way with the beautiful legs.
Does it make me become nothing?
Does it make me feel the emptyness?
Does it make me become the-non-exist?
He doesn't wanna tell me.
Maybe you will.
Anyhow, sorry for the unconvenience of reading. This is a story of a scrambled egg :D
cheers,
.putt.