theres still some gems left out there. Queueing to buy my matcha latte tucked away in a Starbucks in Phnom Penh, the barista looked at me wide eyed with his thousand watt smile and handed me this cup and said: “For you”.
He warmed the cockles of my heart and really made my day.
Thank you for giving a bounce to my steps x
kiss me.
There is no line to draw.
The difference between Knowing and Not Knowing, Loving and Hating, Feelings and Logic, Illusions and Reality,
Understanding and Not Understanding…
These disgusting dualisms everywhere. Nothing can fully distinguish itself from another in this world that we live in. What we know and not know are siamese twins, inseparable… existing in a state of confusion.
Therefore…
“Understanding is but the sum of all our misunderstandings”
I learn through difficult ways.
I understand, therefore, more often than not,
I am misunderstood.
I wish i could draw the line and just say i love you and that would be enough to solve everything that is wrong with me, you, her, him, them, us, for fucking ever.
But i can’t.
I don’t believe anything anymore.
So please don’t say you love me, you’ll regret it.
trick or treat?
halloween this year was fun, i chucked and dusted all my slutty outfits that i retired from years ago and became the wisest rat i ever knew. By the end of the night i’d have lost my robe and my mask, and my face and tummy ached from all the laughing.
Luminous beings are we…not this crude matter.
sweetness. 