Enveloping Enigma

あそこ

spark1313 — Wed, 01 Jun 2011 22:58:36 +0000

俺を誰だと思ってやがる!

翼

spark1313 — Mon, 07 Feb 2011 06:20:54 +0000

Into the purple sky I fly, carrying dreams and wishes far up high. What can’t be found with wings?

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spark1313 — Thu, 30 Dec 2010 00:34:07 +0000

I can do anything.
Nothing within the boundaries of humanity are unattainable or impossible.
Yet, why does this demotivate me? I need something to make my body move, not make it still.
The luster life gives has lost its everyday gleam. I want something precious, something hard to find.
Something that will make my body get out of bed in the morning…

9:13

spark1313 — Mon, 08 Nov 2010 02:15:03 +0000

ehhhh, drowsy and mysticized, longing for someone that thinks of others,
i sit daydreaming in irrelevant dimensions that relevant people will appear

new

spark1313 — Sun, 07 Nov 2010 00:38:25 +0000

my new goal in life is to find one genuinely good person

Truth

spark1313 — Mon, 01 Nov 2010 15:35:09 +0000

Those who seek the truth must not be arrogant

Arrogance is not only awful, but contagious. Moreso than madness.

Impossible

spark1313 — Tue, 26 Oct 2010 04:02:35 +0000

The hidden forces cannot manipulate people’s feelings. This is a truth that I long for. I’ll have to hope and wish for mere coincidence and believe in myself.

11:11

spark1313 — Mon, 25 Oct 2010 03:38:50 +0000

Capture the most precious moments and people to you in pictures or engrave the emotion forever into your soul, or you will one day regret not doing so.

Puppy Ciao

spark1313 — Fri, 22 Oct 2010 01:58:28 +0000

Parents are usually right when it comes to things that pretain to life as a whole.

My dad was right: All people are the same. Even if they deny it, or appear different, they are all the same awful bastard, unless they try really hard not to be.

Breeze

spark1313 — Thu, 21 Oct 2010 19:47:55 +0000

The wind surges and the leaves torrent,
As I feel the rage and hate within myself grow,
I control the zephyr with my eyes,
Deep within.

Dreams

spark1313 — Mon, 18 Oct 2010 22:38:56 +0000

Nothing hurts more than having dreams crushed before your eyes.
Dreams of gold disintegrating in aqua regia,
All motivation gone, nothing to look forward to,
The story of my life. There is no fun unless I make it.

The bane of the previous day preceding:
Life was so much more appealing in Italy. People everywhere, always looking to hang out and have fun.
To do new things and go new places, without hiding behind deceitful politeness that America embelishes.
True and honest, friends that will not let you down, that are always there.
The family intereactions were funny, loving, and close-tied. Why can’t families here be like that? Why can’t people appreciate just sitting around and bullshitting or laying in the grass.

But what makes a real friend?
The answer is obvious: someone that will go out of their way, even when in peril, to have fun with you or do things together. Someone that does things just to do them, not to gain something else, someone that gives.

Where is under?

spark1313 — Mon, 18 Oct 2010 06:18:41 +0000

Do you prefer to lay under the blue sky and watch clouds pass by while making out shapes from them.
Or do you prefer to lay under the starry night sky, cloudless, with the full moon shining down upon you.

Personally, I think they are both amazing, especially while laying next to you.

Best memories. Best future. Best life.

The Rainbow

spark1313 — Tue, 12 Oct 2010 05:03:49 +0000

Forever you and I
Its my dream
Its our dream
Appari Niji

Se l’amore vincerà, di luce splenderà,
Nel cielo ci sarà, l’arcobaleno.
Non ci lascieremo mai, staremo insieme noi,
“Forever you and I” è il nostro sogno.