never enough from yesterday

you left this morning. i wonder what are you doing now? it gets harder when we become more certain. well. for a greater good. this is worth it.

on our way home at 3am

Chicago - you come to my senses

I picture you on the beach
Lying in the sand
Out of reach of my trembling hands
I picture you in a car
Blonde hair in the wind
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste
(Chorus)
You come to my senses
Every time I close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
I have no defenses
You come to my senses

Driving home in the cold
January rain
I've got to find my way out of this pain
I reached for you in the night
I dreamed of your kiss
I woke before it got light
With your name on my lips
Alone in my bed
Your voice in my head
(Chorus)
I picture you in my arms
And the touch of your skin
The smile on your face
The way that you taste
You come to my senses
Every time I close my eyes
I have no defenses
You come to my senses
I can't stop this ache inside
Oh, I have no defenses
You come to my senses
Ah...
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silly emo songs you would say
its nice. listen to it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3x-ealxU18&feature=related

Remains

i just want to remember how it feels like to hold your hand.

what if i forget?

we'll get used to what we have forgotten.

replace them with made up faded memories.

the thickness of your eyebrows.

the veins on your arms.

the black stained finger nails.

the roughness of your hair.

I want to be lost again in my world when it starts revolving again.

as if time had stopped when it came to us.

and an occasional memory of your smell

and your laughter.

and your smile.

i will quietly retreat. back to us.

my reverie.

my escapade.

you.

dumb and dumber ass

i like how we painted this picture so perfectly. For that, it would all be worth it. At times of our weaknesses, this picture would tell us the reason why we should not surrender.

how did it happen

never felt so good. thank you.

never would I have thought we will be relevant to each other. n it surprises me how much this means to me.

Its going to be fast.

=)

someone to return home to.

what if the Panopticon turns Bath house?

The idea surrounds the question of private and public spaces. from surveillance to display.

social issue: paranoia (terrorism) --> physical intimacy (communication via technology/ match making services)

eh. ya. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i dont know. Panopticon failed as a prison. But if its a bath house with abit of minor changes.. what would it be like?

is it too far fetched? relevant? i just need somewhere to start from.

J-J-Jaded

trust.
maybe its going to be another a-incident.
losing so much faith.


focus...