i should credit the see-saw philosophy for bringing me to this premium fruition of life. im homeless, ironically, literally, metaphorically, it depends on your angle of perception. i dont owe anyone any declaration, im fine just this way..
when life presents you with something, it's got to draw a similar vantage in return. when life has agree to present you with sufficing intelligence; it has decided to hold the competency of logicality. subsequently, when life has decided to relinquish life's luxuries; it has decided to gain control of your emotional agony. and when it has finally decided to offer precious love and care, it's got to grip on unusual havoc.
and why is that so.. gaaaah.
i'd rather surrender reality luxuries and mental grey matters and the emotion of love, i just want to feel human. and believe me, i dont feel like one now. i wish i could just pour out all this musty content in me: the long-ago sour carbonated drink in this bottle, yet to pop.. i need a listener.
i have a distinguish character in mind, so will you do it for me?
ahhh, hunger seems to be conquering my mind and.. stomach.
i need to deep myself in the joy of supper and refresh the dying state of my tastebuds.
so taaa.. :D
"and the dreams of which im dying are the best I'd ever have"
