The Defect of this Book.

I'm beginning to regret this book. Not that it bores me, I have nothing to do and, really, putting together a few meager chapters for that other world is always a task that distracts me from eternity a little. But the book is tedious, it has the smell of grave about it; it has a certain cadeveric contraction about it, a serious fault, insignificant to boot because the main defect of this book is you, reader. You're in a hurry to grow old and the book moves slowly. You love direct and continuous narration, a regular and fluid style, and this book and my style are like drunkards, they stagger left and right, they walk and stop, mumble, yell, cackle, shake their fists at the sky, stumble, and fall...
And they do fall! Miserable leaves of cypress of death, you shall fall like any others, beautiful and brilliant as you are. And, if I had eyes, I would shed a nostalgic tear for you. This is the great adventure of death, which if it leaves no mouth with which to laugh, neither does it leave eyes with which to weep... You shall fail"

of grades.

I am actually inept at mathematical tasks,
 rather I should know how to get over with that kind of grade my professor has given me. 
I am considering of not going to school againever.


aishhhh...but I am already enrolled.

TRUELSE.

Once you love someone,
even after you move on,
it will always hurt to 
see them with someone else.

Too often.

Too often,the only escape is SLEEP.

bask under the heat of the sun.

The Beach.

The Love

Love exceeds beyond reasons.


That's why ,
I still couldn't find the answer why I love you.

that feeling when you're very HUNGRY.

supposed to be a gif

The outing.