UNDO

my thoughts are ceaseless,
roaming far, far away, back to those days
when we laughed so innocently together...

but now it broke into pieces
shattered, as if made of glass
so i'm gathering up pieces of my memory
because you realize what's most important
only after you lose them.

living in the world without you
is just like a jigsaw puzzle
still forever missing its pieces and incomplete
Because it is impossible
for anyone to replace you

so please, please stop the time
and let me carve your silhouette onto my chest
if, if it's allowed
i will sacrifice even everything
for that smiling face once again...

by the chain that's called "reality"
we are connected
so even though we're not allowed to dream
we will keep on searching
for the light that illuminates darkness

rum and coke don't taste so good. it's too sweet and too bitter at the same time. alcohol mixed in drinks are never good. shotglasses are still the best.

my hitcount went up to 6 as tonight i took another 4 hits along with dan and ryan from physics. when physics people gather together and smoke, you know one of them is bound to fuck something up and win a nobel prize for that.

hmm, dry ice in a sealed coke bottle.

hmm, dry ice in pretzel jars.

i should send that as a christmas gift to the bush administration.