decadence
when the coffee so rich, and the chocolate so dark...
prove me wrong.
i have deduced that everything, all of it, life, is completely absurd. there is no point. you can only look up at the stars so many times and ask yourself what all of this is for, and why, but there is no answer. the solution, for me, is to stop asking and just live it.
nothing is new
it always starts and ends the same way.
if i let you,
would you?
sweet sorrow
parting is such,
i only have eyes,
for you.
trash
always take out the garbage, triumphant day or not.
some things don't always turn out great. the shitty photos for your viewing pleasure:
go outside
isn't it funny how social media's initial intention was to try to keep one in touch with his/her friends and family, to share experiences, to keep up to date of whatever one's interests are, to try to connect with one another, etc... however, for me, it's reached a point where i want to detach, log off, unfollow, unlike, fall off the radar... its intention has become the opposite for me. i'm pretty sure i'm overwhelmed with information i don't really need to see, hear, read, know, etc., but i'm also pretty sure that there's a sort of temporary joy in garnering attention that we start to rely on. truth is, this kind of shallow attention gets old. it has made me not want to be found, to want to distance myself. i longed to connect with friends and family that i can't be face-to-face with. i thought these apps/networking sites/whatever were the solutions, but the innate desire to connect through smell, touch, sight, words, to be in the presence of a human being familiar to me, has turned me off to these things.
no rules
what is YOUR definition of love?
