what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
4:24:00 PMbop to the top
Thursday, June 01, 2006
you know, sometimes i have this intense desire to watch what i have to say or do around certain people because i have absolutely NO idea whether whatever they say to me are really what they are REALLY thinking. it's even worse when it's someone i know for a really long time and then all of a sudden, i get this suspicion that not everything is as good as it looks on the surface. and then i have to be so friendly and nice just because i have to stick to the status quo, and that everything's just fine fine.
i hate all the pretending and the fact that i have to tiptoe around that person just because i don't want that person to think badly of me when i already think so badly of him/her. and i wonder: why do i have to be so nice to that person and be all so tolerant and all that? i mean, i don't really have to.
and then i suddenly remember.
that if i diss that person or have incredibly hateful feelings towards that person, i'll be just as bad.
and i'm just not like that.
sure i'll be open to a lot of abuses and hurt but what the heck. at least i'll have a clearer conscious.