i dont remember things
the milk on the stove
the exam date
the house i lived in
what i ate last night
what i said that day
its block and delete mode again.
I dont want to talk to people.
I just dont know what to say.
Why does it become like that?
Distance makes me comfortable.
my window
the painting
my window my painting
my window painting
my painting window
window my painting
painting my window.
hello,sup,i look up at that same view ,lookin for u everyday when i get of the bus,and good poem
ReplyDeleteMe too! I can never remember anythin.
ReplyDeletememories are useless until you start dreaming.
ReplyDeletelike a friend use to say,
"dream like you'll live forever, and live like you'll die tomorrow."
liberate your mind and let the colours flow in all your paintings..
let the colours flow in my paintings.
ReplyDeletei love your thought ace.
thank you.
i never see you.
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