Thursday, November 18

they can destroy and rebuild their history like LEGO, i'm not sure.

i'm living in a space that i'm not sure where is it. in a space that i'm not sure what should i do. Only one thing i'm perfectly sure, i'm breathing. i'm alive in this chaos world. i need to gather everything i know and start making use of it. i have to find ways to make everything i see visible to others. sometime, and all the time, i wake up in the morning with nothing in my mind. dark plain emptiness in the head. i know who am i, with a bit confusion. it's like my existence is null. & one day, i might wake up in another awkward morning, weird space. i need something and someone that is certain. grab & rebuild.








*stuck.