I smell so good

It's such a hectic week already, and it's only Tuesday. Since I have nothing significant to blog about, I leave you with this picture of an ambiguous looking animal I took the other day.

Is it a dog? A horse? A llama?

Till then.

Desire

I'm running on a tightrope now and the last thing I care is about my balance. Honestly, I don't know what I'm doing. I sit here, distraught, realizing my lungs were empty the whole while. The only thing I centered my focus on is the unbearable heat. I can feel every heartbeat, loud and barefaced. I lay on your bed, under the covers. I feel ever most safe but yet still so vulnerable, from the only thing that could break the doors down. I fixate all my senses on you. You know things I don't. I touch your hand, you barely noticed. I can imagine the wind taking me to places I don't want to go. You look at me under those eyelashes and I feel uncertain to what you may find behind my eyes. The things I want you never to know. I place my hand on your shoulder in fear I may break and fall. I touch your face, so soft. I lay here beside you, breathing the moment in. For the moment, I'll sleep alright in the infinite cold. I can't tell if I am happy or troubled. The emotions are like angry waves hugging the shore one after another inside of me.

She said she'll wait. But she wont wait forever.

Point made

“ I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her. ”

.. Ellen DeGeneres

Zombie

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I really like this story. I don't know why but it just strikes a chord somewhere. Credits to Hansy. :D

Till then.

Regarding the statement below,

I HATE PEOPLE

Of course, that is probably the brash way to say it. For me, I pretty much dislike assholes. Assholes, which sums up 95% of this god forsaken world (and the people I know). For the ones who doesn't like explaining themselves, the sentence above works. Sure, what kind of people?

People who have zero gratification of any sort, for one. People who enjoy going on AWOL and expect to be hunted down. People, who are too much of a big gaping vagina, to pick up the phone and bloody call once in a while. People who jump to conclusions before they understand the situation. People who don't face the situation like a man. People who don't appreciate.

Damn I can go on and on.

So friends, to conclude my ever redundant message, please refer to the statement in bright bold letters.

I don't need.

Till then.