There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout
But you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
inside of me, threatening the life they belong to
And i feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
Woah breathe, just breathe,
oh... breathe,

just breathe.
- 'Breathe, 2AM', Anna Nalick

I'm breathing.
I will not lose it.
I just have to get through the next 2 weeks.

mmmmmmpphh.

Apologises to my silent readers.. I love you guys too.
It's just nice to know if people are listening though. So feel free to drop a hello or two,
it's always warmly welcomed.

I'm currently curled up in my DUVET on my floor, far too drained to try climbing up to my bed so I'm here blogging, waiting for the throbbing to subside before I attempt anything physical. I just crammed a whole lot in my minuscule capacity of a brain and it is protesting right now. I hope this serves as a bloody good lesson for me... Procrastination is the devil. I can't believe I allowed myself to stoop down to this. It's evident that I really can't carry on like this anymore. Just glad I caught onto it now, rather than later.

Or, I will mutually combust.
Yes, COMBUST. That's my science-y side for you.
Yes, it is non- existent.
I love the word catalyst. :D

HAH. that's a non-sequitor right there!

Like in the theatre of the ABSURD. The idea of circular, monotony of life; the mundane, mind-numbing uselessness in which we label life. Not having a plot, or character. The humor and absurdist movement of the entire plays mocks the very existence in which we just lead ourselves in.. From small-talk to petty arguments, it laughs at our very own behaviour; the absurdity and almost pathetic state of such past times in which we engage it.
It's so bloody thought provoking
I should really stop if I want to get to bed...

...speaking of bed.
My sheets have been changed. They are now a beautiful dark red.
The colour of seduction, blood, life, luck, evil, love, temptation, lust, warmth.

I love it.

And as absurd as this world is,
I really do love living in it.
though I may not say so most of the time.
The feeling of knowing so much and yet knowing that you will live though life really not knowing anything at all; it enthralls me to to want to find more...
even though I probably will never get anywhere anyway.

I don't think I'll ever be satisfied with my life,
but, I see it as a good thing.

Because, I'll never stop looking for ways to make it better.

I love you, that's all.
Plain, simple, clear.
It's all you need to hear.

Goodnight my loved ones.

Till next time,
Buenos Noche.

xxxxx kimmy