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Trail of light glanced upon ones copper eyes,
thus brought smiles to the bright blue skies.
As the stars collide and the moons dust flies,
thy velvety face one does fantasize.
As steam of the suns warmth covers the land,
thy breath reached out to my soul and my mind.
I long only thee, who’s one of a kind,
wherever art thou, destiny will bind.
As the rays felt vigorously crimson,
freckles of carnation bloom in season.
My vauge eyes might not be able to find,
but my heart is never gonna be blind.
I will always love you with all my heart,
that even death cannot take us apart.

Sometimes I hate books (not the informative books, the ones with stories in it,but yep we can consider that).  I just prefer experiences more. Because books change people, they change the way you see things or change your perspective in life. Although don’t get me wrong I love reading books but there’s just really a part of me that get too attached to it and makes me realize that my life is less awesome than I expect it to be. It also makes me feel happy besides the fact that I should live my life better and that there are some people who have amazing minds to make some peculiar stories.

Sometimes i talk to people who likes reading books and it felt like they have changed. They are bombarding you with quotes and life philosophies of the books they’ve read, as if the essence of books is merely on those highfalutin words and not looking on the content. And also on the lessons they dont live up with their lives. It just feels different. Maybe I should just start reading and stop complaining.

This May 7th I have stopped searching for answers. Answers to the questions I never intended to ask. Questions of humanity, existence and purpose. I may have found an alternative answer for all questions. Considering that it doesn’t make things any better however, it may suffice. “I dont know” is the answer for most of all questions. Why? I dont know.

will i ever seek again for answers i cant find?
- i dont know.
what has happened to me?
- i dont know.
am i okay?
- i dont know.
who am i?
- i dont know.

yeah this is probably insane. I’m really lost in life now.