From now on

The only thing i will fall for is beautiful old buildings and jazz from times before me. Then my heart cannot be broken.

Confess

"I work at a local and when no one is watching, i tear out pagees from the books. I don't know why."

Soon to come

With my first pay, i will buy my self a harmonica. Preferably in a minor key.
This is how i resolve all my problems from then on.

The illusions of happiness

The grope of your skin
The pull of your hair
To not know your name

The sniff of the line
The smoke in the air
It always ends the same

The feeling of ecstasy
The time that slows down
You think you're ahead of the game

These are the illusions of happiness

Wanted:

This is it.

Every once in a while, we come across someone who is truly beautiful.
They should be treated like a collectable.
You look, but you don't touch.
All you will do is tarnish or break what you have.

I have done this.
Now what i had is on a high shelf so i can't go near it again.
I tarnish everything that i touch.

I do not know what to say

I'm not well.
I guess i will write something when something actually happens in my life.
Falling for someone is possibly one of the worst things in the world.