beige town

🎼 in the beginning, i wrote to you and you wrote back. for the first time, i had something worth writing about. then somewhere during our correspondence, i deviated and instead of writing to you, i began writing for you. there was so much to say, things i couldn't tell you and I sensed it was important to put them down somewhere. for inherently, mankind is compelled to record their greatest moments in history and you were mine. you were the most beautiful thing i'd ever felt till now. and i was convinced you'd remain the most beautiful thing i'd ever feel. do you know how limiting that is. to think at such a ripe young age i'd experienced the most exhilarating person i'd ever meet. how i'd spend the rest of my life just settling. to think i'd tasted the rawest form of honey and everything else would be refined and synthetic. that nothing beyond this point would add up. that all the years beyond me could not combine themselves to be sweeter than you.

js

🎼 loneliness is the theme, and i play it like a symphony, in endless variations. i've lived more than a third of my life, and am more alone now than I've ever been. you're supposed to make your way through life becoming more substantial as you go, the nucleus of your own little universe, your orbit overlapping the orbits of others. Instead, I've shed all those who cared about me like snakeskin, slithering angrily into my small solitary hole.

aliferous ; a girl finds a cocoon of a butterfly. one day a small hole appeared. she sat and watched for a few hours the butterfly as it struggled to force itself through the tiny opening. Then the butterfly stopped making progress, It seemed she had done her best and she couldn't have gone any further. finally the person decided to help her, she took a pair of scissors and cut off the remaining restraints from the cocoon. The butterfly came out easily. However, she has a bloated body and small, shriveled wings. the person continues to observe her because she hopes that, at some point, the wings will bloom and expand so as to be able to support her body, which may develop in time. Everything never happened. In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around it with a swollen body and shriveled wings.

ini bebaaas, kalau masih mau mutualan sama aku ya ga papaa aku juga masih rajin diving 👍🏻👍🏻