I’ve never wanted a guy that agrees everything with me because things will just get boring and awkward. I want a guy that is opinionated and can voice himself and back everything up. But would let me win occasionally. I just love arguing.
I’ve never wanted a guy who is corny & cheesy that thinks everything has to be cute because come on now- that’s a girls thing. I want him to be manly and think that cheesy things are only reserved for late night talks on the pillow or when there’s coffee around.. just because.
I want a guy who values the beauty of food. Explanatory.
I want a guy who can keep me occupied where the only time silent is sunrise.
who has his own taste in music and not mine.(if they happen to match, thumbs up) who doesn’t take my lovin’ for granted who doesn’t get attached who will keep everything I give him who can read aloud perfectly who is straightforward who has his own style and not the internet’s
I just wish to go to Japan and hug everyone. I would hug the elderly, the people who are in dire search of love ones, the lonely, the devasted, the fatiged, and most of all the ones who have lost faith. I would give them reassurence, telling stories of previous recovery stories of Japan and how this all is a nightmare that everyone shares together and will awake together. If only…
are so egotistical and arrogant and insolence. Like damn chill the fuck out. I just despise with a sweet passion how people trip out over one picture that they don’t like JUST because they don’t look CUTE in it. SO? no one cares that much. To be honest, no one on this earth is going to zoom in like 50x pixels to see that one zit on your forehead or to check on how your makeup isn’t so uptight.unless you’re some Miley, Brittany, or Lohan type shit. LIKE forreal? caaaaallllmmm the shit down. And how people only show someone or posts a picture that isn’t even a nice picture-without the other three people centered and all- only because they look amazing in it. ONLY THEM. The photo is crooked and blurry and isn’t even good quality and they boast about as if it is the most beautiful piece of paper to ever exist, okae maybe im exaggerating, but like its out there. These insolent people who CARE too much. They need to relax their shoulders for a bit and just enjoy the camera’s ability to capture the memorable moment not just a beautiful face. There’s not just only one beautiful face out there that can be capture so don’t trip people. You’re not the shit. No one is. You’re only making it harder for yourself. SO chill and when someone posts a picture of them and you, where you don’t look so nice. Just do yourself a favor-if you’re insolent like that- and comment on how the other person looks gorgeous. Its easy, really.
If its something I genuinely want to do myself, then I will do it If it what it takes is for you to remind me a thousand times and I don’t. GET THE HINT I will sooner or later do. Just whenever I feel like it.
From a segment of Yasunari Kawabata’s The Money Road
The scene of the epilogue to last year’s tragedy: jostled among the crowd of hundreds of thousands, Ken lugged the old woman’s arm under his own as if it were a package. In front of a tall gate whose unfinished wood pillars were wrapped with black-and-white-striped funeral draperies, Ken quickly told the woman to put on his left boot.
"Take off your right sandal. It’s best if you go bare foot." They were forced along the fenced-off road, pressed against each other, step by step moving closer to the charnel house. Beyond the people’s heads a dark shower was falling.
"Look at that, Granny. That’s all money. It’s raining money." Just as a brilliant forest of floral wreaths and funeral greenery came into view, their feet suddenly felt cold. It was coins.
This scene was written by the famous Yasunari Kawabata who was a college student in Japan when the Great Kanto earthquake hit Tokyo, Japan, in 1923, with a follow up of multiple firestorms. This scene was a metaphor for money changers that stood all over Japan in row to change visitor’s silver coins for lesser copper coins to be tossed into the offering box and Clothing depot for the wandering people of the city at that moment. Visitors also served spring water, milk, biscuits, boiled eggs, and shaved ice according to Yasunari. As I reread this clip of the story, I realized that Japan is a strong country and they can recover from this recent earthquake as they did in 1923 and even at a faster rate since technology has changed. So people should stop sympathizing and pitying, we should just hope and help.
Note: Yasunari Kawbata was an author I just recently finished researching about for 5 months. So its not something I picked up from google.
Cause my classmates don’t talk to me unless I’m talking first. Even the guy who rudely makes fun of other people says sorry to me even though all he did was block my way for 2 secs. Oh gosh. Well I guess its a good thing im confirming that I’m not a pushover like I thought I was.
Today just wasn’t one of the best days. But the last song I was listening to right when I got off the bus was A Girl Named Hope, and as I got off, the first sign I saw, right in front of the doors said Got Hope? It was all too relevant.
“Music is beauty, and life. Life is beauty, and music. To breathe is a miracle, to think is amazing. Everything is amazing but no one is happy. Let us instead revel in all the small miracles of life. Smell the flowers, take the night time train, kiss your lover, start working on your bucket list. Enjoy life. It is too s.hort to start or continue drama. Love those you haven’t loved. Hug those you haven’t hugged.”—a comment from shincyriades.
he puts his dirty ass clothes on the couch, LIKE WTF throw that shit in your room. he tries to thaw something that wasnt even frozen in the first place. ..? he does dumbass shit. and he doesn’t listen. LIKE WTF how old are you? 5?
I want to get out of here, the city. I feel like starting anew just because.. just because. Like travel out there alone and just meet strangers and befriend them, but after staying there I will leave and our friendship be begone. And yet I feel that this doesn’t happen just because I’m traveling and only staying somewhere momentarily cause I mean thats how it is here where I LIVE. It won’t hurt to travel and get out of the city for a bit. MEEEP and this is why I need other connections in other towns. I needs money. When get a job, I will secretly save up a stack for travel. NOBODY WILL KNOW.
2004-05: I was not cute. Never is and never will be. But like you know, living the elementary life, partially a follower kinda?. Played waterballoons? and spit fights? and some dumb shits. Hawaii. I was hyperactive.
2006-07: I was gumpy as hell. sixth grade middle schooler at scpa who was on the verge of being a loser but then became a coolcat. Ate Hot Lays, laying on the couch chillin half the summer. It was hot as hell, i remembered that. I grew that year and was taller than or same height as most of my peers. I did whatever and talked to whoever, didn’t care. TALKATIVE-class clown
2008-09:I was not gumpy but definately didn’t have a cool style either. I was not normal.. maybe I was? IDK I was not educated. I was inclusive of people around me.I actually DID things. Had bestfriends ehehahahehehar IMIZTHEM. Went to amusement parks in summer and the beach. Everyone outgrew me. I was innocent for the most part. Friendly and talked to everyone around me. Loved life. Loved meeting new people, not awkward. After this… everyone who I used to talk to, I barely ever talk to anymore.
2010-11: I established some goals and some aspirations. I am a freaking highschooler now. Still acts like a little kid just a cooler version of me as a little kid. I was introduced to the world of Swag, Hypebeast, and etc. But i prefer to use the word EDGE. Everyone is a giant to me now. Don’t talk as much as i use to. I don’t participate in anything. Is an outcast and is on the verge of becoming antisocial(WTTFFF??). Its sad that I realize this. ITS FUCKNG SADD.
Future: I want to be the friendly kid again D: LIVE like theres no tomorrow. Work out like a bitch ehehaha I wanna be in shape andandnandndannadn want that CHANGE.. like a HOBO.