Saturday, July 22, 2017

So what do foolish girls think about?

For example, "Going out is just a good excuse to dress up!!" o(≧∇≦o)

That's one.

Sungha Jung — the milky way

Friday, July 21, 2017


I know I think like a foolish little girl.

(sometimes? All the time?)

But, you know, I can only be a foolish girl for a short while more.

The Chainsmokers - something just like this

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Kodaline ought to stop making people cry.

Monday, July 17, 2017

'Don't despair', you said. 'The world is your oyster. We've all gone through it before.'

'Aim high!' you said.

Words like these,
How should I say,

Thank you.

Saturday, July 15, 2017


I think that a lot of things can be comforted with a hug.

We don't need no drugs, alcohol, food binges, shopping sprees, or one night stands.

We really don't.

It's like there's a little kid in me that, when hurt or disappointed, just looks up and asks for a hug. I'm pretty sure there's one in everyone too?

Maybe that's why I want a dog. (They're so fluffy! Fluffy hugs!! Also they love being petted and probably will tolerate random unexplained hugs heh heh.)

Friday, July 14, 2017

I think the saddest part is that when I'm 50, I will probably no longer feel this awed about being this sad. It'll just be a matter of course.


I feel like life tends to take us by the throat and squeeze, hard. I know I whine about this a lot. I know I'm not the only one. I know that I shouldn't expect anything else. I have to grit my teeth and do it, get through it, endure it. It's not even all that bad. It could be a lot worse; I have a lot to be grateful for.

This is, I suppose, what we call bittersweet. 

I think it's time to sit down (or go for a walk) and reshuffle/reorganise all my thoughts and priorities. 
I dawned on me that I can be an idiot, and remembering this, so can everyone else. Occasional idiocy is OK, it's an occupational hazard of life.

I'm sorry I'm such an idiot sometimes.