talking of Michaelangelo.
Sunday, April 12, 2026
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Hwasa's life line // 10:41 pm
(some April cruelties brewed)
Every time I come to know more
I start to get scared
Inside my heart why why why why why
Even if my tiny little wisdom
Looks pitiful
What does it matter babe
Tears gather and become a wave
So they do not run dry
I wanna be just fine
With a little grumbling I'll be ok
Is it not possible to love everyone
So cute
Shall I become a sweet rain?
What I want is smile with some love
What you do ah, what you wanna do ah
So whoo
Shall I become a fragrance?
What I want is life with some love
For me that's enough What you do ah,
what you wanna do ah
I wonder if this trembling will become a poem
Then let's try wandering
Even if we take the long way around
Let's go for a walk
Keep the seat next to you empty
I wanna be just fine
With a little grumbling I'll be ok
I am going to embrace everything, I dive
I hope I can find the cute.
Monday, November 10, 2025
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lamp lit from another lamp // 2:39 am
On Aging
Why does a date-palm lose its leaves in autumn?
Why does every beautiful face grow in old age
Wrinkled like the back of a Libyan lizard?
Why does a full head of hair get bald?
Why is the tall, straight figure
That divided the ranks like a spear
Now bent almost double?
Why is it that the
Lion strength weakens to nothing?
The wrestler who could hold anyone down
Is led out with two people supporting him,
Their shoulders under his arms?
God answers,
“They put on borrowed robes
And pretended they were theirs.
I take the beautiful clothes back,
So that you will learn the robe
Of appearance is only a loan.”
Your lamp was lit from another lamp.
All God wants is your gratitude for that.
I can be my own God and live in misery; it's my party, I can cry if I want to.
But alright, after some days of lamenting misery, I will choose, and work hard instead to live wonderfully to defy it.
Sunday, October 19, 2025
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curiosity, compassion and wonder for the self // 7:16 am
Take responsibility to become free - no longer living under the tyranny of the past. "Stop running from your pain, accept that it's there and be curious about it without blaming yourself for it."
We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's burstin' into life
Let's waste time
Chasin' cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
Tuesday, August 26, 2025
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broccoli between my teeth, eyeliner under my eyes // 6:10 pm
I want to take it easy on myself.
I don't like how you make fun of me. I don't just want anyone in my corner. But I can't just choose.
It's always about me, I hate that 'cause it's not.
Sunday, August 17, 2025
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axolotls // 12:22 am
Just cut it all up, all my limbs.
I'll regrow, no scarring.
And I'll be forever young. Keeping my tail.
Monday, July 21, 2025
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some day on clothes // 8:05 am
I wish to express gratitude for what and who I have.
Monday, July 14, 2025
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expect // 8:03 am
You didn't live up to my expectations either, so in that way we are balanced and equal.
It's time to just play that Frozen song for myself. I feel like I haven't grown at all.
Maybe I am cold - but I am blaming you. I know it's not your fault, but I have no one else to blame.
Saturday, January 04, 2025
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ecstatic // 5:05 pm
Just two things, lately.
"Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion." - Rumi
CONFETTI -
Always been loud in a quiet way
I always feel alone in a crowded place
I always wanna stay, wanna go
Wanna stay, wanna go
I don't know, I don't know
I get sad on my birthday
I wanna talk back in the worst way
I always wanna stay, wanna go
Wanna stay, wanna go
I don't know what to say
I wanna throw it all away
Monday, November 04, 2024
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no one // 3:53 pm
... look out for yourself
and err on the side of kindness rather than whatever she thinks
we're all quite flawed
Saturday, June 01, 2024
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what are they looking for // 4:07 pm
through those glassy eyes, pretense of dancing hips
they wish there were something warm
think too long, think too much; the goodbyes might get too real
I don't like the music, so I'm leaving.
Side note: stand strong in your conviction as to who you are. An exercise in self-belief.
You're acting kike a worm again.