*take a little bit . .

similar to what obs3ssionsz blogged about before, a picture worth a thousand words.
the perfect snap
whatever i'm seeing is in my head. unsure.
whatever i'm feeling is in my actions. unchange.
fear to get thrilled dreams, when the consequence haunts you in the morning.
what is the definition of a perfect relation? a love story?
can we fall without altering who we really are within.

WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO ME!
nevertheless, my career comes first, priority!
no matter the distance or obstacles, sacrifices should be made.


i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
i lift my lids and all is born again.
(i think i made you up inside my head.)

the stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
and arbitrary blackness gallops in:
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

i dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade;
exit seraphim and Satan's men:
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

-slyvia plath, made love girl song