Last Man Standing.

So today, I finally started writing again, and it was pretty much- abysmal, sadly it talked about how I'm "falling apart" again.

We constantly relieve stress in so many ways, and I guess my way is writing, or at least for awhile it should be. I miss life, I miss warmth with just a smile. I call this chapter in my life living, because of course I think I'm there. I think after everything, I can finally see that I'm making it out alright. But I'm scared, because if this is it, then what was all this time spent?

A friend of mine once told me it can't rain forever, but another friend said that the sun has to stop shining some time, or else we'd all get burnt. Maybe, there's a reason why some of us understand and take life to the next level, to a perfect adaptation...but others, just can't accept life in general. Why is it that we can make something beautiful, but we can't destroy? We do enough of it already...

Now I feel as if what I feared is happening, I'm talking to myself haha.

Oh well :)

Troke.
[sugar rush.Cash Cash]

Rhythm is the basis of life, not steady forward progress. The forces of creation, destruction, and preservation have a whirling, dynamic interaction.

Kabbalah.

I'm Back :)

It's been over almost half a year since I deleted my blog, I figured it wouldn't help in the long run, but it helped more than I had thought.

Turns out, I'm probably doing this more for myself than for the just putting myself out there. And whoever reads this should know that. I find that there are only two things for me to escape to now: music and writing. Well that's really sad, only art. Nothing that seems too productive, but I guess, this is productive enough that I'm not sleeping or thinking too much about what I could be and who I am.

This blog is gonna get intense, I can feel it. But oh well.

Troke.
[fuck you.Cee Lo Green]

This is your life. And it's ending one minute at a time.
Chuck Palahniuk via Fight Club