All your hopes and dreams they rise and fall.

Secretly.

A cacophony.

glad you're back!

hello there

dear little brother

"yo sister,i dont know what i want to be.

how did you know that you want to draw for the rest of your life?"

hello little brother.

i, myself, still don't know what i'm doing or where i'm going.

but i know what i like and i want to do it for the rest of my life.

so i guess you have to find your own thing. i don't know when.

but you will.

it does not have to be now or before u start college.

for now, choose one thing that u like and do it right.

and don't forget to keep dreaming

:)

this is an advise from me

and a very wise friend of mine

this is too much for a

sunday

:)

Underneath the leaves where the blackbirds turn blue

If there’s room for me

There’s room for you

Place your ear to the ground, you hear a voice

It sings this song

The whole night long

I am the melody of the fallen tree

What comes between

You and me

So sadly transient , you’d never guess

It could ever be

So easy to see

Across a frozen field you hear a call

With the urgency

Of the boiling sea

All your hopes and dreams they rise and fall

Secretly

A cacophony

The life and brutality

They all turn on me

You hope to someday see

Patiently

So sadly obvious, you’d never guess

It could ever be

So hard to see

"The Melody of a Fallen Tree"

"I think that everyone has a certain part of their life where they truly wish they

could freeze time. I mean I certainly do. Whether it was three years ago, today or still to come, whether it was just a moment, a whole day or a whole summer. Everyone has a time in their life where they wish everything would stop changing, because to them at that time everything was perfect."

— verniejohn via veee- (via lifeliveson)

took this from indra's tumblr

xx

there are still millions of places in the world.

places full of people that will appreciate what i do and what i create.

and i will go there someday.

dream pass into the reality of action.

from the actions stems the dream again; and this

interdependence produces the highest

form of living.

had a good long weekend!

ate lots of food.

got an awesome birthday gift

ate lots of food.

tried an iron man mask.

ate lots of food.

bought some shoes.

ate lots of food.