Contizental

Chinese is the language of thought.. English is the language of expression..

I haven’t done a lot of expressing recently, so I wanted to check myself if I have anything to write about. I do.

So, I said, “I do” .

My “I do” has been vibrating its way through infinity, somewhere in thin air and through floorboards. The echo ripples through every thought and expression I have ever conceived, changing them forever, that I am forgetting what they had been before. I also can’t remember what “I do”  had meant before I’ve said it, because even that cannot be the same anymore.

Some thoughts are better left unexpressed and all expressions should first be thought.

Next steps: Apply makeup 1 shade lighter, dye hair 1 shade darker, never show soles & pretend to have nothing to say.

This Russian pop song gave me such a teenage angst back in the day. We karaoke’d it all summer in 2003. The video was also fascinating.

I used to hope that I would have a relationship that intense, raw, infinite but also as unromantic as baked potato and as real as carbon.

Less Usagi & Mamoru but more Mickey & Mallory

F.F.12 years on..

I keep finding myself showertime-singing I only know what I’ve been working for, another you so I could love you more, I really thought that I could take you there, but my experiment is not getting us anywhere, I had a vision I could turn you right, a stupid mission and a lethal fight (…) 

I seriously must quit speeding in the wrong lane. But I shall continue to walk against the tide.

Because I’m right.. and I’m wrong ..and it’s beautiful