that time of day with the morning magic light.
that time of day when all you hear is breathing.
everything's serene.
and you just want to fall off a cliff and never ever reach the ground.
like falling into everything.
falling into nothing.
water running on my face.
i love water...
run...?
face it.
fall...fall...fall...
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fly back up.
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i've just been to my happy place. and yet..
chalk art!!! (2008)
square art lugar?
banksy street chuva
akong papa!!!!
hehehe
si jedi
walay title
- elan
- Iligan, state of panic, Philippines
- i am elan. like you, i am a carbon-based life-form. i habituate here on earth.i feed on fats, protein, carbohydrates, etc (like a normal human being). i listen to any teacher's crap.i look at someone's face if his/her fly is open.i drool over the subtle brilliance of pieces of people's minds. i pray for the angsty adolescents who do not know what to do with their lives. i pray for the millions of babies being eaten by their parents because of hunger and desperation or just plain insanity.i would like to know how to fly, so i can watch over the world at night.i wish i had powers, like force-fields or invisibility.sometimes i write, often times i read, frequently i draw, and normally i just sing (in the shower)whenever i feel like it (just don't ask me to sing in front of my mom). what the friggin' goo wouldn't i give just to have the voice of alicia keys or norah jones. Holy fart.
2 comments:
finally found ur site. spruce it up na! :D tas panindigi pd imu blog title ui. daily trash. u dont even throw anything in here daily. sheesh. ;p ur schizo! i am just ur imagination. ;p nehnehneneneh!!
bleh... oh! g.change na...dili na 'daily'. hrmft!
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