Sunday 17 November 2013

You never know



There is a problem for curious people, others do not understand why do curious people would die for truth and explanation.

Truth hurts, but we are strong enough to recover, sooner or later.

While I am practising writing, photographing, singing, painting, while I am talking to strangers to share a slice of their exciting life, actually there's something wrong with me, I know. I cannot focus if I have questions couldn't be asked.

You never know how I suffer.

People say, let go. Of course I did let go ages ago. Nonetheless, my distraction remained until my curiosity on this issue is satisfied.

You selfish bastard.


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