Saturday, 22 September 2012


I reckon we can live without many things that we want in this life, but we choose not to. Because we have already gotten used to them, we think to ourselves that it is impossible to do otherwise.

I reckon there's plenty of unnecessary things that are floating everywhere. Be them concrete or abstract, they are still a waste.

I reckon man can live, without all those superficialities, masks, materials, and obscurities.

I reckon, I have yet to find any meaning to my own life. I am as lost as a small kid in a giant supermarket.

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