a photograph is not something you show to convey a message, the emotional aspect in one is much much more beautiful than anything. it is just that raw feeling pouring out from it, be it the tears of a heartbreak, a rush of euphoria or the uproar of a scream, it's the strong emotions in it that makes a photograph so beautiful- not the message it tries to convey. it's so sad to see that everyone is taught to infer and to see the message of the photo rather than to feel it, to see the emotions.

i'm not much in the mood of happiness these days. things haven't been going well despite the few lightbulbs here and there, i really don't feel much. people seem to leave and this is like the scenario on the sixth year of my primary school. we see people change in just that split second and well, they just move on leaving you dangling wondering if they'll ever be back. i just want my life back. days when i can just laugh and laugh and well, laugh. i need not think of anything, need not think of others. just me, myself and i. i don't want to grow up. i just want to go back in time.

again,

to go back in time. how i wish so hard, someone in the future can bring me to their future, then let me on the time machine let me go back to a time where i can just dream the whole day, no need to live the reality, just swim in the thoughts of a much much more beautiful world where there are truly beautiful creatures still very much alive and where the sky is still clear, rainbows still glow.

i just want to do that.

love.

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