Monday, February 28, 2011

Oh. 약을 5일이나 않먹으나깐 이런거내.. haha.

Friday, February 25, 2011

hurt in my throat from cigarettes. better than emotional pain

i only hear the trains honking and cars passing by, and it calms me. lets me gather my thoughts.. my cloudy, non-collective feelings. cars passing by again, calms me again. somehow i've grown attached to this attic i'm in. i've decorated my marks on the walls. the pinkness, the flower-patterened comforter, the lantern in my little alcove. innocence from inside... maybe i've poured myself out on the walls that nothing remains inside, aside from traces of vodka, nicotine, and despair.


Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

its not good to go up
when you know you'll come back down
because when you do
you fall below where you started
and you hurt.
it hurts.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

부모님 보고싶어
오빠 있엇으면 좋겟어
이추운 겨울 지겨워
가슴 아파
모든게 다 잘못됏어

Monday, February 14, 2011

Hyorin Walle

i just bought a bear yesterday, a rilakkuma bear, one of those cute, fob japanese character plush toys, from a cafe downtown called momo tea, and sadly enough i can testify to the immense happiness and joy it brings me. i don't know what it is. perhaps its the lack of alcohol within my accessibility combined with my loneliness that's forcing me to use rilakkuma, whom i recently named Hyorin Walle Han, as a means to alleviate my gloom.

<3 hyorin walle han
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