i would wake up at 8, close my eyes, drift off unconsciously and maintain in that sick state until afternoon. then i would walk around aimlessly playing the piano switching on the laptop and embark on a useless journey.

sometimes, i just cant help thinking im such a failed person.
或许，我该得一个比莫醒醒还惨的病.
no i am not a sad masochistic, i deserve each and every of this.
but then again, all of this is just another excuse.

unmei.
held in our very own hands or followed blindly?
perhaps, there is that something controlling from behind your backs..
and the weak...
is just nothing but encircled by their own imaginative cage.

yet again, excuses.
but how many per cent of that is true?

or maybe just, its time to do something of real value ((:
some photos to share again:

doesnt this photo just lift your emotions ((:

and imagine that, almost feeling the sun's presence
and i would give anything, anything to get my hands on those crystal keys! and looking at this reminds me of ayumi hamasaki's song. forgot whats the name shall go search for it. :D and marionette too love! do watch Marionette by her if you have the time. and i swear, im really not being a masochist. i just love such eerie vintage feel, somehow.