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⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀when flowers fall, when snow pours,
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀when rain comes and leaves scatter,
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⠀ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦.
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i hope that in your next chapter,
you’ll be the happiest of all.
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lately, i’ve found myself appreciating brief walks around the city whenever work allows. i’ve driven past these crowded streets before, but they feel entirely different beneath my feet. the fresh air, the drifting scent of food makes everything (and me) feel a little more alive.
decided to make a little stop in singapore on the way home. “when in asia,” am i right? perhaps not the most accurate use of the phrase, but we’ll go with it.
an extended layover turned into a collection of fun memories. scroll to the end for a little bit of silliness.
I genuinely think one of the most intimate things in the world is wanting someone when you're tired. like woah I just had the longest day I've ever had in my entire life and I never wanna speak to anyone ever again but I really want you next to me.
last minute invite to shanghai with a dear friend. despite being weak to spice, he made me try every possible dish that was sure to burn my tongue. the sightseeing journey and great company made up for it, however. my weekend’s starting off right.
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we romanticized being detached because admitting "l really fucking love you and losing you would hurt me" requires a type of gangster this generation doesn't respect enough
went to bed way too early and woke up at an ungodly hour. decided to go for a light jog in hopes that it’ll tire me out. update, still wide awake. what’s the best sleep remedy?
high rise, calm skies.
the sky seemed to stretch on forever today, scattered with clouds that looked like a sea of cotton. for a moment, it felt as though i were tucked beneath the softest blanket, wrapped somewhere between the earth and that endless blue.
whether it’s flipping through the soft pages of a blank journal or testing the vast selection of pens, there’s a kind of warm comfort in wandering through a small stationary shop and getting lost in its variety. i like to spend days, that feels abit empty, with these little joys.
had some time to wander through the city, letting my thoughts drift as freely as the cars passing by. between the noise of the streets and the chaos in my head, it dawned on me… happiness was never meant to be chased. it wasn’t designed for permanence.

































