bullshitting to all

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being kind while listening to kanye feels like fever dream. and i love this fever dream 😛

i still smile randomly walking down my society's footway, imagining the coincidence which must have befell for a metro to be running at the same time, and coincidentally when a man was tired enough from his daily life, commuting from his workplace to rest his body, and another coincident of him standing right in the center of the window, and the real coincidence emerges when a photographer was impelled enough to stand on a freeway to capture the metro flying with time and moving lives and capturing that man's story in frame. it all feels like a poetry by nature, i hope you understand.

winter line

it's just a habitual feeling though, more like occupational hazard to my personality

quite the opposite, the older i get, the more i realise that i need to be more social, included and understood among people and society

don't fall for the propaganda embrace tradition, embrace black coffee

the people i admire, my reasoning for admiring was that i used to think they are so full of life, like a certain type of glow drips from their eyes, you know? imagining yourself in their shoes made the world look more colorful. i don't know where i'm getting at, but maybe it wasn't them.

you know what? my intuition so strong i already know this person is, lmao

fuck it whatever i say, some German guy have said it already some 200 years ago

happy lohri

happy lohri