Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Go After Her by Harvey Milk

Go after her.

Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call,
go after her because that’s what you should do if you love someone,
don’t wait for them to give you a sign cause it might never come,
don’t let people happen to you,
don’t let me happen to you, or her, she’s not a fucking television show or tornado.

There are people I might have loved had they gotten on the airplane
or run down the street after me
or called me up drunk at four in the morning because they need to tell me right now
and because they cannot regret this

and I always thought I’d be the only one doing crazy things for people who would never give enough of a fuck to do it back
or to act like idiots or be entirely vulnerable and honest

Image and video hosting by TinyPic

and making someone fall in love with you is easy
and flying 3000 miles on four days notice
because you can’t just sit there and do nothing
and breathe into telephones is not everyone’s idea of love
but it is the way I can recognize it because that is what I do.

Go scream it and be with her in meaningful ways
because that is beautiful and that is generous
and that is what loving someone is,

that is raw and that is unguarded,
and that is all that is worth anything,

Photos taken from here

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

The Ocean

I am the ocean.

You are fascinated by my depth and emptiness, 
but you are too afraid to plunge in deep to learn more about me. 

You float in the shallows and say you love my salty tears, 

you love my waves, 
you love the beautiful shells I churn out. 

You are aware there are monsters deep within me,

but you make no attempt to try and find them; 
you make no attempt to see them face-to-face. 

You are happy in your ignorance, 

and I wrap myself around you 
as you frolic in the beauty you see at my surface
and ignore the horrors you know are there. 

I kiss you like I kiss the shoreline,

pulling away 
but always rushing back.

Image and video hosting by TinyPic

You ignore the fact 

that I swallow the light every night, 
and I am controlled by the ever-changing moon. 

You do not know everything about me, 
but maybe that’s for the best. 

Knowledge would not be power in this case; 
knowledge would suck you into inky depths of my madness 
and cause you to drown. 

I am the ocean and you are simply a tourist; 

you are not an explorer. 
I do not blame you for this one bit.


I credit this guy right here who found and showed me that beautiful piece - telling me that it reminds him of me.

That reminds me the last time I went to the beach was 2 years ago.

I'm adding it on my summer to-do list, then.

Monday, February 3, 2014

Warm Winter

Quite some time had passed since New Year holiday.
My initial plan for those two weeks off, was either to hibernate & have a movie marathon or do house chores & finish up some assignments.
By the end of the day I realised none of those plans actually made their way up to my realistic realm. But that's okay, I guess.

Yesterday my friends and I finished our first short movie for another Personal Development & Working Methodology class.

In case you're wondering, yes, I am still enrolled in marketing course and don't have any plan in revoking it anytime soon.
This is probably one of very few (if not only) class that does not involve numbers, international laws, marketing strategy or the psychology of consumerism.
But don't get me wrong, I love them all equally, but this class is pretty chill & I'd love to make the best out of it — by doing something fun.

Having said so, we actually did have fun and I am quite pleased with the result so far.
Right now before jumping on other classes' assignments (that seem to start piling up), I may just take some time to actually chill and enjoy my hot cocoa.
Besides, what screams winter better than a cup of cocoa filled with fluffy marshmallow?

Image and video hosting by TinyPic

On the other hand, quite a while ago I realised I forgot my old Formspring account's password which apparently has changed to this spring.me and so, I made this instead.
See you later alligators?

Thursday, January 23, 2014

The unlikely settlement of brain and heart — hidden epilogue

So this got me somehow completely dumbfounded because never once in my life I thought I would get to this point.
But hey, wow, I actually do.

I never exactly count or know long has it been.
A year?
More than a year?
I'm not even sure.

All I know that it sure does take me quite some time to finally let the thoughts sunk in. 

If you give your everything to someone and it's still not enough, you're probably giving it to the wrong person.

Image and video hosting by TinyPic

So this is me bidding adieu,


Thursday, January 2, 2014


Image and video hosting by TinyPic

by Banksy.

They say you die twice.
First, a literal death, when your mortal being stop functioning.

Second, a figurative death.
Once the memories about you stop living through people,
either vanished altogether with them — which means, they're also dead,
or perhaps, simply forgotten.