them crooked vultures*

remember ;

whoever comes are the right people you were to meet in life. the garbage collector, the fruit seller, the driver of the car next to you, your beau, et cetera et cetera.

whatever happens is the only thing that could have.

whenever it starts is the right time.

when it's over, it's over. full stop.

i drink coffee like water and i still dont know what to believe in, whether coffee's good or bad. i think it is neither. i do. i still dont know how to get out of bed half the time. it's not pretty nor endearing. i just, i dreaded the waking moment whenever im having a sweet dream. i whisper secrets. i mumble. i laugh in the middle of silence because of an amusing sentence i saw on screen. i am still looking to be saved. sometimes i am so weak. sometimes i am so strong. here you go, my heart is ugly. but it could be all yours. take it or leave it. easy.