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    The moon is bigger, gold print stay still on the sky
    My city moves with the cars
    People pass by without seeing faces

    I’m a light headed drunker whose body runs but mind stuck in the air
    Looking at the painting of loneliness

    The spice of caffein wears off as I meet with life
    Then walk out on the street, no longer does the moon stare again
    It is not what the same one as before
    Without the silence that we both crave
    But I turn my back and blend in the running cars

    Sadness is gone, what is left is emptiness


    August 19, 2016
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  • Rant


    July 20, 2016

    My sister is going far away soon. This September she will get transferred to Saigon and work there for 2 years. Ima be alone in the room for 2 fucking year. Maybe more, who knows.…

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  • Rhythm


    June 30, 2016

    Men cannot stop being vain and stupid and mundane Women get that ignorant from outer world for sex We crave it not with animal side but with intention of seeking change with an apple So-called…

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  • Sketch


    May 28, 2016

    These are series of sketch pages I drew inspired by look book and clothing store. I am really influenced by the Japanese people’s wacky fashion since they always dress freely and uniquely. I really do…

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    It’s common

    April 4, 2016

    People’s assumptions and common habits of pitying restless souls Whilst it’s them that need pouring paints into However, even the river of galaxies is not enough to fill up prejudice and “probability” Filled with hatred…

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  • Rant


    March 5, 2016

    I was reading a heart and mind note by Lorde. There are piles of artists who bath themselves in either glory or depression just to show the whole world that they are different and great…

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    July 21, 2015

    I got bored again I wanna fall in love with the “sitting beside the bed with my guitar strolling through a Lana’s or The Neighbourhood’s songs but I don’t wanna because it’s boring and I…

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