As a flying (supposed to be) termite I envy those who fly with their delicate wings. Some carry beauty inside the iridescent coruscating shards, some carry chaos in grayish gradations, and some just there with their almost transparent beautiful wings. Dancing inside light among themselves. I just hope some fisherman come and take them as fish bait.

#ghost

I think my life is like a cookie cutter.
I think 80% of my body is filled with black holes and the rest is decaying meat, waiting for the dirt to kiss and savor.
I think I'm an empty Matryoshka doll, devoid of any layers.

#ghost

I used to be in this server named THA. Honestly I don't want to appreciate things when I leave it and come back. I was so surprised when the entire server changed 180° from 2019.

My dream look. I NEED to look more BADDIE.

Me and my virtual GF in Zepeto

I can be anyone that I aspire to be in Zepeto

Sometimes I found gold in Plurk.

I used to think that I would be that cool art kid with their expressive personality, colourful outfit, and create cool drawings or paintings. Apparently I'm too socially awkward and depressed to be considered a cool art kid. Man when I saw some artists photos when they were in college with their cool style makes me envy them.

I suck at vibing with people.

I have nothing to prove for these assholes.

Sometimes I really want to read again these old texts from an asshole that I used to know irl. But, what do I gain from it? It's just bitterness and time wasters.