remains

here for his latest.

i love the way he write about loneliness like its some kind of god. it feels like he wants to save us from the tragedies. it does, but never for long enough. or maybe we dont need a heart, almost nothing left to love with. feign that it doesnt hurt. why was it so hard..

夜无语，雨无宿
红尘舞，千层埃
藏埋憾，泪无缺
彼岸花，待轮回

i knew i vowed to be stronger and look after myself. but i know i probably wont.