Emo's Confession Warning: Slight morbidity pull out the knife to see the reflection on that blunt blade squeeze all the sorrow on a piece of cloth called misery and varnish the blade with it move the cloth up and down following the traces of the past place the blade across the white stubbornness press it down so the hidden regret can dampen the selfishness all that's seen is a few drops of red confusion a few lines of sinking sensation rinse the ugly scar that is stained with confusion under running sadness wash away the sorrow that has been stuck in a corner of the heart with the tears put the knife away for the next time when the time comes, it will be useful seeking comfort from the pain that accompanies it's the alpha and omega of sanity.

My Lover's Prose "I was thinking about... all the millions of years of evolution, all the growing, all the fighting, the loving, the wars, families, money, inventions... Just think, after all these millions of years, we are now together. We met each other, and we're spending the rest of our lives together. And those millions of years have been worth being patient for. Just the thought of it is kind of mind blowing, like when you see new love blossoming for other people and you think, 'Man, all those thousands and millions of years of the earth growing and evolution has helped those two people be together.' It's quite amazing." You're quite amazing.

The Song On this blank CD, I'd like to write you a song. A song that is meant for you, a song that suits you only. And I'll learn the song and sing it to you when you are sad, when you are lonely and when you have forgotten the song. Don't forget, this is for you only, and I am for you.

Just Because I do not love you just because I'm afraid to be alone. I do not love you just because I'm tired of my wretched #life and wanted someone to lean on. I do not love you just to seek for happiness on the other side of the mountain. Like the flowers blooming according to the passing season, like there always is the sun in the sky, Just because it's you, I love you.

Influence Some people influence me so much that it is almost as much as music does to me. I hate it so much that I try to run away from those people, but failure is all I find in those times my emotion takes over me and yet again, I will have to pay the price for it. I am fully aware that it is going to be painful. It could be my masochistic side lurking around or just mere stupidity of not being able to learn from the past, hence following the same pattern of being influenced again. I want to get out of this loop; Möbius' strip of my #life.