29.6.12

Đứng rửa bát rảnh quá xong lại chơi trò hồi tưởng. /:)

28.6.12

Rồi ăn cứt luôn.

"Vietnam coast line, fishing boats all the way to Hanoi"

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I don't remember

I don’t remember, any more,
The exact shape of your hands
As I held them in mine,
Caressed them,
Memorized the length of your fingers,
The depth of your calluses. 


I don’t remember, any more,
Exactly your height, how much
Taller than me
You were, where
My head rested on your chest
When you held me tightly close.


I don’t remember, any more,
Your scent, when we lay together
Creating our own
Magic rhythm,
Matching our heartbeats as we
Touched the sky, together. 


I don’t remember, any more,
The sound of your voice, calling
My name as though
It were a song
Within itself, a precious treasure
You valued with all your being.


And I don’t remember, any more,
The color of your eyes, the shape
Of your lips,
Only…
How your eyes crinkled at the corners
And your laugh, as you told me,


“I love you.”

 

Ashley L. Bennet

20.6.12

I wish you love

My breaking heart and I agree
That you and I could never be

So with my best

My very best

I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm

A cozy fire to keep you warm

But most of all when snowflakes fall

I wish you love


The pain will be there. Always.

14.6.12

   nirrimi  
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12.6.12


Chắc vì thế nên mày mới xấu, haha :)
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Roald Dahl

Nghĩa gì đâu kỷ niệm tháng năm dài
Lời thương mến nhớ lại thành chua chát
Lòng ta cạn hay tại đời quá hẹp
Nghĩ cho cùng, nào dám trách chi em. 

Lưu Quang Vũ

10.6.12

1 and 11/12.
He held her hand.
Hand in hand. Shoulder to shoulder. Heart to heart.

8.6.12

Incomplete salvation.

2.6.12

into the wild

"Society, man! You know, society! Cause, you know what I don't understand? I don't understand why people, why every fucking person is so bad to each other so fucking often. It doesn't make sense to me. Judgment. Control. All that, the whole spectrum." 

"What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?"
Ông buồn lắm, chỉ biết chui đầu vào toa lét đứng khóc.

1.6.12

Sự thật là ông chẳng nghĩ ra đc cái gì tốt đẹp ở mày cả.