the past.

                                                     

Big hair. Big accessories. Loads of make-up coupled with the biggest stars the world has ever seen. Then it seemed okay to not know what you’re going to be doing the day after tomorrow. After all you could always drop out of school and join the peace corp or fight in protests as a hippie. The messages of peace, hope and love were rampant as far as the eye could see. Sure they were unstable times where prices fluctuated daily and time stopped still everytime a war happened-no matter how small. But people lived for the moment. Passion and art was the groove and saying “dude” was the coolest thing ever! Art was a guy playing guitar at the street corner and when you said you had a JOB people looked at you as if you were absolutely nuts. Good times

the weirdness of it all.

5 things we can learn from chinese drama serials.

1) If you are drunk and puking on the side of the road your stalker, who’s been stalking you for many days beacuse you sell tau-huey, will most probably take you home and take care of you lovingly.

2) If you killed somone it is most probably a prank that your friends are trying to play on you, so don’t worry

3) If you come from a single parent family and don’t know where your mum is, you’ll discover it by overhearing a converstaion that is miles away but apparently crystal clear.

4) If you cry hard enough, the guy you’ve been eyeing your whole life will suddenly fall romantically in love with you – this will be followed by a passionate makeout.

5) Prostitutes are all essentially broken-hearted and lost individuals inside. Most importantly, they love wearing purple sparkles as lipstick because it is EVER SO SEXY.

Thank you channel 8 for enlightening us every single day, life’s mysteries would remain unsolved without you.

to run.

I showed up at her door
no gifts or explanations for
the way that i’ve been acting
Father, time just kept on passing
i tried to kiss her lips
she said lets put an end to this
a simple overreaction
it sent my head into a backspin
i dont know where to run 

she was a teenage girl
i made sure to promise her the world
spent money fast as lightning
anything just to keep her smiling
my voice was all she heard
sentences filled with empty words
i thought i was so clever
i never knew that our line would sever
i dont know where to run
i have nowhere to run

i wake up on the floor
my head replays that closing door
my heart wont stop rewinding
inside clocks all out of timing
she starts to disappear
there’ll be no turning back from here
when all is said and done
and i begin to run