Colours of the Wind
Heh, sometimes de thought of bein a monk really occurs to me... Not that i get to keep cows as pets, drive Porches for safe rides or live in castles for a quiet life... But i've been told, mostly by myself, that i don't suit this world in this modern times; that i believe too idealistically in a perfect world...
And of course more often than not, de thought is smashed, cuz i am too far from even bein close to be able to be one... It's like an ultimate goal that i can't even smell...
I'm not emo-ing cuz many things have been happenin... Instead, there isn't much happenin that'y why i've been able to daydream and think of such so-called weird stuff... And also cuz i dunno what to write about now, as usual i need some inspiration and obviously i haven't met him yet...
Heh, sometimes de thought of bein a monk really occurs to me... Not that i get to keep cows as pets, drive Porches for safe rides or live in castles for a quiet life... But i've been told, mostly by myself, that i don't suit this world in this modern times; that i believe too idealistically in a perfect world...
And of course more often than not, de thought is smashed, cuz i am too far from even bein close to be able to be one... It's like an ultimate goal that i can't even smell...
I'm not emo-ing cuz many things have been happenin... Instead, there isn't much happenin that'y why i've been able to daydream and think of such so-called weird stuff... And also cuz i dunno what to write about now, as usual i need some inspiration and obviously i haven't met him yet...
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