rheev!

all years gone.
living alone.
sitting here in the silence.
waiting for uncertain matters.
none! nothing can found.
leaving something can not think.
blank!

It’s the darkness in you  that makes me so pure

The image of you has been burn into my eyes

I see you before me,  before everything I see

(inverted upside down)

If  I tell the truth, would you understand me ?

I won’t say goodbye, because I never there

In the room you sleep on it’s the light of romantic

The image of you has been burn into my eyes

I see you before me, before everything I see

(inverted upside down)

If  I tell the truth, would you understand me ?

I won’t say goodbye, because I never there

I love you my romantic purple

romantic purple-the milo

positive thinking.

positive —adj. 1 explicit; definite, unquestionable (positive proof). 2 (of a person) convinced, confident, or overconfident in an opinion. 3 a absolute; not relative. b Gram. (of an adjective or adverb) expressing a simple quality without comparison. 4 colloq. downright (it was a positive miracle). 5 constructive (positive thinking). 6 marked by the presence and not absence of qualities (positive reaction). 7 esp. Philos. dealing only with matters of fact; practical. 8 tending in a direction naturally or arbitrarily taken as that of increase or progress. 9 greater than zero. 10 Electr. of, containing, or producing the kind of electrical charge produced by rubbing glass with silk; lacking electrons. 11 (of a photographic image) showing lights and shades or colours unreversed. —n. positive adjective, photograph, quantity, etc.  positively adv. positiveness n. [Latin: related to *position]

thinking —attrib. adj. intelligent, rational. —n. opinion or judgement.

is it important?
for some people say it is, but some people say it ain’t so.

but if always have thinking positive, maybe can fall into a trap. a trap from crook. from a swindler.

i won’t say anything ‘cause i don’t mean it.

when i’ve talk too much, i feel i’m not me.

after sleeps.

i’m awake in the evening

and it’s one of those moments

when everything seems so dark.

it take so much out of me to pretend

i can’t stay

i can’t stand

i can’t see my way

i feel blind

i can’t be what i’m not.

goes in deep and i’m lost in sleep.

to leave behind this half-life

i need to see the daylight. really need.

am i wrong?

BELIEVE!

there’s a LIE in BELIEVE.

sure… not sure… sure… not sure… sure… not sure… sure… not sure… sure… not sure… sure… not sure… sure… not sure… i’m so sure… i’m not so… sometimes i’m feeling so sure, but sometimes i’m not. hearing the sound of lizard, counting the button on shirt… can only guessing… only a conjecture… just think likely.

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a f@*ing big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of f@#*king fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the f@#* you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing gameshows, stuffing f@#*king junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f@#*ed up brats you spawned to replace yourself.

But why would anyone want to do a thing like that?

Choose your future. 

Choose life.