pain is the universal constant how many times did i shove that sadist truth down my throat (each instance even more enlightened than the last), since (re)reading this a week ago? — YES. mark manson, you beautiful piece of shit.

how about this cute little music diary by The Noel Gallagher? i always go for “The Long and Winding Road” as the greatest song ever written but “Ticket to Ride” is just as smoking! for she would never be free when i was around. . . and why so harsh with the poor Morissey? i … Continue reading just N.G. doing N.G. things

random ramblings from 2015 — the glory era in a gloomy era. could that note be any more encompassing of such beautiful irony of my then quarter-life mess? bummed that it takes despondence to squeeze a gem like that from me. but then maybe it’s a good thing that my writing’s reduced to nothing but … Continue reading Meet me

explore london/liverpool — *strikes through* —- john paul george and ringo —- i thought i know a lot of words but the thrill of this experience is something i could not quite articulate. unreal? satisfying? surreal? — i don’t have, not even the letters to make up the word for it. although i could not … Continue reading Liverpooled

munched on a random train of thoughts for my nightcap today. it was served cold to me in this humid night while i lay in my living room, unknowingly fixated at the spinning blades of a ceiling fan. it tasted weird, but not unfamiliar. i rise and decide to hit the sack early and salvage … Continue reading Cars

my 2015 self, so angry with the world, lol. while i vividly remember the reason i sought refuge in the keys that god-awful day, i can only say one thing, some nine years later… …my love, you did so amazingly well 🍻