drift and cry
Whispers and Cries – Bergman’s film
even the dead weeps for loneliness.
dig, dig, dig
mother, daughter, father, son
K said, family is another “f” word.
moved 10 times in 10 years
still can’t find a place to call home
pride and prejudice – I hate Jane Austen’s novel but the title fits me well
self-defense, self-doubt, hypocrisy
a blue hole in the sky
I want to be sucked up into it someday
naked – a trickle of innocence in that word
I love that.
I don’t mind alien’s attack
but I do mind God’s judgement
“You should work on mindfulness and openheartedness,” should I?
what’s wrong with being a pessimistic, cold, loveless person?
We should accept who we are. Shouldn’t we?
my ambition is drop-dead.
should I get a job?
what am I doing here?
Until my dog dies after his happy life.
I will not get another dog.
that homeless guy with a brown dog
can I stand being poor?
I should ask him.
That needle poking my heart
please stab me with a knife instead.
I have my limbs. Bless me. I can do yoga.
Blame everyone around except me.
Now I am thinking that friend is another “f” word. Ha-ha.
Life goes on.
On and on. Too tedious. Alien should come now.
Get excited. For what?
we ate too many animals.
make them do their revenge.
They can write a novel called, “Human Farm”.
hanging, drowning, falling, shooting
aren’t my thing.
I love my left wrist. A little thinner than my right.
I will slash it someday
clean and calm, calm and content
All “C” words.
when the pain exceeds the resources, bullshit!
hate people preaching.
Shut the “f” up. This is not the “f” you think. Put other words starting with “f”. Use some imagination.
Inner dialogue circling crazy.
Another “C” word.
crazy crying, crying crazy
do whatever you have to do.
I shredded my ID today.
I am just fine. Really.