Mellow living doesn't make great art. Blah blah, boring. Where's the heart rush  and where's the heartbreak? My greatest pleasure is also my life's curse. I live to feel, but for some reason, I only feel extremes. Swing high, swing low, what's with this mediocre bullshit lately? It doesn't move me at all. Either set … Continue reading

Are we gonna play this game again? Round and round, there's never a way out of this. How on earth can I possibly relate with you when you keep revealing yourself in all the ways I can't possibly grasp?

stay asleep

Some dreams may betray and deceive, Promise you the world  but leave you empty, An illusion of freedom but only chains of slavery. What can you trust when lies disguise themselves as truth? When the thrill in your heart becomes a lasting wound? Why is fantasy the highest ideal we can never achieve? Why can't … Continue reading stay asleep

I lose one night of sleep, and the next day, I'm riddled with anxiety. Sometimes my body and mind are resilient, and sometimes they are victim to high sensitivity. I never know how my day will go.