So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snow
For every life, forego the parable.
Seek the light, my knees are cold.
(Running home, running home)
Go find another lover;
To bring and- to string along.
With all your lies, you're still very lovable.
I toured the light, so many foreign roads
For Emma, forever ago.
about art.
Art is what you can get away with.

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5/3/09, 00:06
I am rather sick, and I'm pretty tired. Or maybe I'm just pretty. Or tired. Or tired of being pretty.

Haha liang. Nice attempt at pleasing yourself.

Everything seems tasteless, dull, and meaningless. Tired of putting emotion into anything I do, and am resigned to just go through the day with a few nods and a smile.

But who knows? Maybe I'll get over it.
Posted on: Sunday, 3 May 2009
Posted at: 00:06