christielovestowrite
Too salty that soup is, because
you poured your tears in
it and I have to find
a way to comfort
you as we are
running out
of time
now.
So keen. So passionate. So eager. Being keen is about being faithful, enthusiastic and as energetic as a giddy little schoolgirl on a Sunday. And as devoted as a industrial-rate machine.
There was a framework shop at our local mall when I was younger. They closed it down a few years ago. I remember dreading and hating that shop as a kid.
I hate meaningless chats with people that I don't trust. They are the perfect ingredients for hypocrisy. It sounds bitter, but it's true.
Jelly. When I was a kid my dad used to buy me a Japanese brand of jelly called Konyaku. They were shaped like animals and cute objects. It was one of my favorites as a child.
The other day my Civics teacher told me what it means. I suppose I’ll never really understand it. Most treaties are full of lies. The foundations are lies. But then again, a lot of things in this world are built based on lies.
Science. The explanation to every magical moment, every slightest oddity. Some people seem to believe in it, to trust it with all their hearts. But I don't, because I know that there are more important things than scientific proofs in this world.