current read: first page of the Return of the Native
and not progressing

sleepless nights and fuzzy dreams
growing eyebags
and expanding dark circles

what does it mean to be superficial?

not to indulge in the material world that comes and goes in ever abundance and speed? to be unconcerned about frivolous happenings? maybe these are alright if it is not too much, after all who wouldn't be amused at some little antics in the everyday life. den wat is too much? we can be both superficial and not all at the same time. it just depends on which has a bigger threshold.
i have become more bitchy, gossipy and more critical of others and less accepting as i used to be. sometimes i hate myself for tt and most of the time i would consciously stop myself from bringing these beyond harmless silly bimbotic conversations between frens. that in reality i would be nice and not so judgemental and all to people
but some things are left unseen with only me to know
when all you think are flaws all you see are flaws
so i guess it's not enough

how can two people change and change and never turn back
will we still regconise that adjoined shadow behind there
black faceless silhouettes of flashing memories
that vaguely tasted so sweet in that neverending sun
i wish to continue walking with these beautiful things but i fear that they may stretch and stretch til we can see them no more.

conversations with no ending
no conclusion
no finale