another はいく 

i have many things,

no one to share silence with. 

“six sense” diary.

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p.s., i’m lactose intolerant but i really like greek yogurt. i usually eat yogurt because it’s painless dairy, but i just tested that theory and it’s not painless anymore.

might get the munchies and eat all the yogurt
used to get high in my grandma’s toyota
i was so reckless and ratchet – i know it
pushing the limits is always a motive
thats how i keep going & going & going
attention span slowing, stimuli more potent
a fountain of youth that somehow’s all-knowing
master of my makebelieve, santigold told me
nobody will ever see things exactly as me,
all of time, this beauty is mine
these eyes mirror my vision
these thoughts mirror my subconscious
these actions mirror my confidence
this energy mirrors my existence
this strength mirrors my persistence
its thursday, 1:34AM on july 6
weekday friends live overseas
weekend friends live in shibuya
thank god its thursday, right?

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look at me

love on me

look at me

fuck on me

look at me

love on me

look at me

fuck with me

breathe on me

kiss on me

touch on me

cum on me

cum with me

come with me

grow with me

shine with me

vibe with me

build with me

stunt with me

ride with me

ride on me

eat on me

speak on me

think on me

feel on me

look at me

love on me

look at me

fuck on me

look at me

love on me

look at me

fuck with me

i’m not being extra. 

had a beautiful cry 

like i had a blade dragged into me to remove a dormant cancer that was hidden & resting but in great magnitude. 

before this cry, i had a productive day.

i laughed and smiled.

i worked on new projects. 

i saw people who i admire.

i had endorphins flowing through my body.

i had a cry @6A after a bike ride home during a call home to my grandmother. 

it was like blockage was removed and resting pain that existed inside me exited in bulk, in the same vain of my living joy. 

i could see myself screaming as babies do when they become aware of the vast world – life replanting me from my comfort zone to one more visibly boundless.

my grandma laughed and said i’m perfect.