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Don't worry, your stuff is also retro. It's a just a matter of time..
Artist of some sort
Don't worry, your stuff is also retro. It's a just a matter of time..
Money may not bring happiness but lack of it may certainly bring unhappiness.
Don't be the kind of person who thinks that your dreams are for other people to pursue..
It took me time and a thousand failed poems realise that she could be the hero of her own story..
I will sooner break the helm of this ship than let damn waters guide my course!.
Human irony #251: Wants to live forever, doesn't make the most of the time that currently has.
Hey Always, stop being so sure about yourself. Signed: Sometimes.
Painting I realised that life is just a good game of shadows.
Take down your dreams, said the poet and you will create art. But if your dreams are taken down by somebody else you will create poetry..
http://youtu.be/9-RbZoVVVwc.
Don't let your past decide your future.
Remember, you have the power to make somebody happy.
"Treat love like you do social networking, update it, share it, like it".
It is empty. I know it is. I now have to carry on with the knowledge of a tremulous future. The pressure is gone, so are my hunger, my fury, the power and perhaps the will. The dream, the hope.
Half the time I spend it not doing the things I should. The other half I spend it doing the things I shouldn't..
And it somehow helps knowing that pain reminds me that I am alive and once dead there is no pain..
So I said "oh maaan, I don't understand why I have this belly" while eating a gigantic cake all on my own. She didn't reply..
The doctor says I shouldn't read because it gives me ideas..
Nothing is impossible. So which one is it?.
I wonder, what would Shakespeare had done with an iPhone?.
!I hate it when people begin a sentence with an exclamation mark!.
Thought of the day: Try not to think.
At this time there's a fury revolving of love, like embracing lovers after pain, distance. By a station night somewhere out of town. After that there's no rain on the skies.
I wonder, is it possible to pretend being an actual good person?.
Like so many other people, I would like to find a solution for things. As well as many other people I first try to identify what the problem is, put a name to it.
You came to me when I had forgotten, You arrived and there was I, staring at the empty wall. A world, You are in a world of times of landless stares, skies without shadows and madness with sense.
When dream and nihilism come to visit me, time and hope seem to be the same thing. As if my hands were tree branches of scared shadows. Lately, I leave my songs to dry by the window and no touch them.
If it is worth lying about it, it is not worth hearing about it..
I named myself explorer of the true romance of love. I searched through hunger, passion, pain and more, more pain than could ever sustain, more emptiness than I could ever hold.
Yesterday.. So many times I said that word that it feels as if it was today [...].
It would be the same to die life without having you than to live death for having you..
If everything was possible, nothing would be possible..
You said: I only hear what I want to. That's not true but right about now it'd be amazing..
I don't need to live forever. Only until I finish reading everything that has been written..
It feels somewhat better knowing that pain is a reminder of being alive and that once dead there is no more pain..
Since then, after happened. Now I wonder if maybe will come.
Writing is what I do to believe my own lies.
Poets dream a lot and sleep little.
"Nothing" amongst other things is not nothing..
Add hate to an idea and you will have a radical idea. But if you add hope to it, you will have something worth fighting for..
There is no one wiser than that one who knows himself..
I would give you a kiss with every poem and a poem for every kiss..
Painting I learned that life is a good game of shadows.
Nevertheless she said. The air in her mouth feels warm. She smells like some scented soap, her hair, the pillow. Her scarf smells this way too.