Saturday, June 5
here. it's a whirlwind life. every moment, every breath - it's gone, just like that. beauty's fleeting too. funny how now the years have passed, and i think back to how i used to be such an incurable romantic, and i realise - i've been cured. romance is for the weak. the rest of us, we have better things to do. goals to achieve, perfection to obtain. romance - that's for the storytellers, for the songs. not for those who want to live - not exist. live! wahhahaha. seize the day. girls rock. the people of the planets live on. although they have changed. but. they live. i've revived them.
it must've been love.
6:19 pm
xoxo
