Delicate

Hi.

I’m just writing because I feel the need to talk to someone. Not that you are some sort of a last resort. The phrase “last resort” reminds me of Breath of Fire. Are you familiar with that?

It’s a scorching hot day where I am now. The family dog just broke my room’s window and almost killed me. I’m sleepy, cranky, and alone. At least I got my icy treat right here.

It’s been a while. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I quit writing like it’s a bad habit. I do keep a few notes here and there, on my smartphone mostly. I’ve been all over the place. I can’t seem to get myself organized.

On second thought, that sounds like a gravely horrible excuse.

I know, I know. If only I spent less time on auto-pilot, I’d get things done. But that’s easier said than done, we all know that. There’s something oddly satisfying about just being lazy, not having to think too much, wasting time.

If only I had more drive.

When you think about the grand scheme of things, the universe, how little each of our existences are, it becomes hard to take anything seriously. 

Why are we here? What are we doing? What are we?

How I wish I could build a time machine to experience life when Victorian dresses were a part of daily life, when things seem a lot more… formal. A lot more black and white. A lot less freedom, and therefore, a lot less confusion of who we all should be.

I long for — I desire things I cannot have.

I spend way too much time pondering questions I’ll never know the answers to.

That’s just who I am.

I’m comfortable. Not lonely but not happy. What’s more, I have no feelings about that either.

I’m just a tiny speck of dust in this space of stars and void.

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You’re Missing from Me

Missing you this much should be illegal.

They say that people think about themselves 90% of the time, which justifies not giving a shit about what other people think because chances are they’re not thinking about you at all.

Well aren’t you one lucky motherfucker, being on my mind all the time. You’re all I ever think about. It kills me but you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Maybe I’m falling without realizing it. And I’m not even gonna resist it. Not this time.

I miss you. Or as the French say, tu me manques — you are missing from me.

Just be here already. Please?

Randomness and Greetings on a Lazy Dawn

So excited for the new year! I can’t wait to make new year resolutions and forget about them around the middle of the year. Haha XP

I hope everyone’s having happy happy holidays!

Next year, I swear to be more active with posting. I’ve just been preoccupied with work (ew) and the holidays and all the catching up with friends. And my emotions. Damn my emotions are so unstable since I’m still in the quicksand process of moving on. Hahaha.

Anyway, I trust that 2013 is gonna be a good one. I mean, 2012 has just been one crazy rollercoaster. So much happened, I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve graduated, got a job, changed a lot. So yeah. I’m just glad the year’s ending.

I’m rambling, aren’t I? Hahahaha. I just have a lot of feelings. I wish I had someone I can constantly talk to about everything, because I really do have a lot of random stuff to say. Well, whatever, Daria. Hahaha.

Oh, and before I forget, thanks a lot for being part of my year! Yes, you! Guess 2012 doesn’t really suck that much when you come to think of it. 😀

But yeah. Happy holidays everyone! ❤

Lots of love! mwaaaaaaaah xo