in 'the doll house', the vortex sucks every dream element to her and because of the sheer destruction that she could cause, rose walker had to be killed.
today, for the first time, i actually cared enough to wonder if she's mad at me.
i'm working towards going to istanbul just so i could stand straddling the line separating asia and europe and gleefully shift from one continent to the other.
if it's possible to do that, why is it so hard to straddle against 2 very different ideology? or is that an oxymoronic question in itself?
i wish i wish i wish.
an hour ago i watched this man rolled up a skillet like he would a newspaper. he generated abt 80-90kg of force, 56kg coming from his fingers alone.
as amazing as it is, i cant help thinking 'what a waste of skillet'
happy, yet sad.
but you know what, there's also time to goof off and just laugh.
and that, basically, is the main pt of this blog post.
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