



i'm too gone.
what's up with these slow days in seoul?
i like korean cf's.

getting so sick of house music but what a lush club filled with beautiful men and women.
is it possible to turn death into something beautiful, something that celebrates the life accomplishments of the most beloved, amazing, and succesful person i know? i smile, we smile together, i cry, we cry together, and that's when i know that we stand as one through thick and thin. (i love my fam and friends.) but no matter how optimistic i try to be, "death is still death" (as M.CHOI put it) and we are breaking down. down down down.

everyday i get up she's on my mind
because it's summertime, i really don't like feeling this way. but i can't help it. i need to change the way i think. how are some people happy all the freaking time? today was an epic fail in every aspect and i'm back to being too disappointed in myself.