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Saturday, March 29, 2014

尋覓幸福觸摸愛情直至 勾起寂寞和失意

You know the feeling when there are songs that are stories in themselves and you listen and well, feel? Those are good songs.

And then, and then, there are some songs that speak to you. These are the ones that people wonder why you listen to them and basically no one else particularly likes them because it's special to you. It's your song and only you'll know why it's so special to you.

It could be because of a story or an incident, or the music. Or just something about it that... is special to you.

So few. So few.

Posted at 4:30 PM

Thursday, March 6, 2014

你最掛念誰？

Nostalgia makes everything look good. Really.
I don't know how.

好累，好累。

Maybe I just miss some things too much for my own good. Things such as being able to find good books. Being lost in a story, or stories. Talking to people about... things I can talk to.

Those may have been some terrible times (I probably thought they were back then) but when I look back. Everything is tinted in rose and framed in gold. Hindsight and nostalgia does a lot to us, I guess.

【宋】　張先　《千秋歲》
數聲鶗鳺，又報芳菲歇。惜春更把殘紅折，雨輕風色暴，梅子青時節。永豐柳，無人盡日花飛雪。
莫把要絃撥。怨極絃能說。天不老，情難絕。心似雙絲網，中有千千結。夜過也，東窗未白凝殘月。

Also, I really like how chinese looks because monospace is the amazingest thing ever.

Posted at 11:07 PM




The What

Hello darkness my old friend. This is a blog. My blog.

The Who

Shermine.
A mostly depressed and disillusioned individual, but may be occasionally high (although that's pretty rare).

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I shall hide the cbox because it's starting to annoy me very much.

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