Wednesday, February 11, 2009
perfect party: alternation in meaning. The danger that lurks when the drawstring gets pulled so hard that it snapped. Then, it goes back to how it is supposed to be. The cycle of hopes.
The seeming silhouette can be perturbing because random thoughts erupted most inappropriately. There i shall embarked on a journey to keep my emotions in check. Reality versus the distortion of truth. I prefer the latter.
Chengying says that an empty vessel makes the most noise. Perhaps it is true but i feel as though im totally drained already. Let alone noise, uttering a syllable will require my utmost effort.
Pretty weird, awaiting for time as always. Indulging in a world that is not mine while returning back to where i start off this morning.
Labels: ambivalent
Liberated at
1:13 PM