sin now tweets!

Caught in a whirlwind...
of anguish and uncontrollable throbbing...
that consciousness I wished to be numbed...
for desires are fatal invitations...

Spring

(photo credits)


Prancing around in the fields, the morning dew sparkling like a million crystals, the tell tale signs of Spring. Goofing around with your buddies...Ah, the nolstalgia of yesteryear awaken amidst the fantasy-like consciousness. Then it comes, that numbling little heartache, hidden desires, teenage recklessness...all melting into this canvas of pastel hues..so intoxicating, leaping into the breezy air, bursting with dandelions. Before long, spiralling to an end..leaving you with a lingering sweetness of a cotton candy as you fade into oblivion with the receding waves.
Dive in with Donawhale, take a little ride of toxic glee, throbbing hearts and nonstop yearning...

ramen + kimchi

+ block of meiji chocolate


....simple things couldn't taste better...

chocolate fervour + trot music = bittersweet

Sometimes, I really don't know what's right-
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Actually, most of the time, I don't.

It's been two weeks since I joined the working throng on their productive endeavor. And I feel like canned sardines, not jut physically. Anyway, only one word comes to mind-capitalism.
It's a shrewd world. And I reside in it. With extraneous purpose.