Wave.

I wish I broke mirrors

Instead of promises

But all I see is a shattered conscience

Staring right back at me.

I wish I had covered all my tracks completely,

I'm so afraid.

Is that the light at the far end of the tunnel

or just the train?

Melancholy,

 please cut to the chase

and cut a long story short.

Oh, please be done, how much longer

can this drama afford to run?

I forget the last time I felt brave

I just recall insecurity

and it came down like a tidal wave

swept over me.

But sadly then, all my heavy hopes

just pull me back down 

again.

The end is uncertain

and I've never been so afraid.

But I don't need a telescope

to see that there's hope

and that 

makes me
feel brave.

It's one of those day

when thoughts overwhelm your mind

and

past memories hit you straight in the face.

Am I awake now?

I truly hope so. 

Humble.

Farewell nightmares I am free

Welcome streams of sweet dreams

that settles over me.




Hey dear sister, 

How are you.





Several states lines

Keep us apart

and I won't loose sleep

because

I'll always keep you in my heart

And she knows I'll be dying to see her the next time I arrive.










What lies out there?

No one knows.

The tide could bring in anything.

So steady as she goes. 








We got more bounce in California, 

than all yours combined.

Rain over me.

On the dry and dusty road
   The nights we spend apart alone

   I can't sleep and I lay and I think
   The night is hot and black as ink
   Oh, I need a drink  

of cool, 

cool rain


Only love can 

bring the rain
that makes you yearn to the sky
 bring the rain
that falls like tears from on high


--------------------------------------

Oh dearie,
I'm not fond of talking about weather
but
Vancouver weather has quite the temper. 






Something that I've noticed
amongst the frantic wind and blowing rain








About 
seventy percent 
okay maybe 
73.4%
of people that i see
uses
black umbrellas.








Which leaves me pondering
together with my
 moustache patterned umbrella,
why 
the monotone colour








Either they are 
more durable, 
better pairing with outfits, 
or
there must me some trend that I am 
completely
out of. 








End of self Q/A.  

Raindrops falling on my head,
tip tap onto my tip of my
umbrella
my rainboots
my lost memories of you.

____,

Reign over me.

Surrender to the inevitable. 

Dreams be Dreams. 
I love my once in a while more than pleasant dream encounters. 
また、会いましょうね
ピーてん
 c:

Fried Brains.

It always kills me a little bit inside
when my bacon doesn't turn out to be it's original size.

Weeks, Days, Hours, Minutes

spending several available moments of mine

trying to develop some quality one-on-one 

which one of my least favorite subjects. 

Didn't

turn out as well as i planned our relationship would be.

(U)

It's been a rough month. 

Midterms.

Assignments.

You.

As much as I'm trying to make this roller coaster

run on a much preferred speed,

I should probably just be enjoying the ride. 

I never really thought I had high IQ

or in fact inherited Asian-Intelligence genes.

I really shouldn't be 

too 

surprised. 

Meanwhile 

I will convince myself doodling everywhere

(with lacking math equations)

seems like a potential factor that I could be the next

Da Vinci.

JOKE. 

Why so serious?

SMRT,
in all the wrong areas,
all the wrong ways. 

I'll let you go.

In a while,

You and I,

we won't know.

What hit us. 

Sinking deeper
into the bottom
of Autumn. 

I smell winter.

Which means,

LESS FRECKLES ON MARZIE'S CHEEKS!

(YAY)

Lean Me On.

Searching for a feeling of safety
to comfort the vacant space
located in the top left corner of the chest. 

It might be difficult to convince yourself this,

but 

we're all human

and 

we're all in need of some sort of company. 

I've repeatedly repeated to myself

that I am not a needy person. 

This statement will continue to prove itself true. 

However, 

I do miss my

papa, mama, grama, grapa

sophs

law23

afro

:'c 

Oh, I really need to know,
or else you got to let me go. 

Shivers that you give me 

keep me freezing all night, 

you make me

shudder. 

You knock me down I can't get up,

I'm stuck,

need to stop shaking me up.

I can't sleep can't think sane,

I'm sinking under.

Introducing
Mayo Cookie 
now part of the Cookie Family.
c:

I'll be a shoulder,

for you to lean on.

And as my heart gets softer, 

I'll begin to wonder

now who do I lean on.

Agist.

Half glass full of happiness, Half glass full of emptiness.  

I don't have anything against

Alcohol. 

I just refuse to let myself come in contact with the matter.

You may say I'm

antisocial

nerdy

weird

retarded

but in truth

I enjoy my own company

dreadful small-fonted textbooks with slight melodies of jazz

treading home slowly with my small yet heavy backpack

occasionally stop and stare at the azure night sky

hello, Moon.

I'd have to say,

to me this is much more enjoyable than

waking up disgusted trying to remember what happened last night. 

As human beings, 

we grow

we mature

we change for the better.

Unfortunately,

some don't.

Regardless of their current age. 

I may be Eighteen

but my juvenility is much less than yours. 

So, 

with all genuineness 

coming from the bottom of my 

heart,

I hope you grow up c: 

and stop what you're doing, 

because we both know

that 

it's going end in

embarrassment 

and more. 

is NOT cool.

at all. 

Ranking, Second hand.

In the still air,
I can smell hints of winter creeping in
with traces of tobacco roaming elsewhere.

There are way too many smokers around campus

All the second hand smoke inhaled

is enough to cause me some lung cancer

in no time. 

Ironically,

 Second hand smoke

appeals to me. 

why?

It doesn't seem physically possible, 

but sometimes I do feel like I am inhaling in 

bits and pieces

of such sentiments

these smokers are eager to liberate 

out of their system. 

I'm not turning into a potential smoker.

I promise.

If my heart was a house, you'd be home.

If I asked

What level of importance might I fall under

What would your answer be.

If you asked

What order might I have placed you

...

Simply,

none.

Because you've snuck into one of the rooms in my heart.

If I had to choose,

I'd rather be with someone who'd lavish me affection 

regardless of the amount I give back.

I'm 

obnoxious, terrible, repulsive, dreadful, revolting

when it's comes to 

...

One-sided situations.