MRSG ：墨染时光

I came to realize you aren't feeling the same, Just like how I realized it wasn't just infatuation that I had. So why should I stay, So I will walk away. It is probably your name that drew me in in the first place, Or it is your smile, The curve of the edge of your mouth. It is probably your eyes, Or is it you. I wonder how things would be  If you weren't you, If you didn't own those eyes and smiles, If you didn't look like you, And how things would be, If this feeling was mutual between us two. You built the barrier every time I tried to push it down I won't give it a try anymore The last time was yesterday, I will let things go. 

Oh well, Hi. Guess we need a greeting before getting down to the nitty-gritty. How's life? The last two months had been a blur to me. I proceeded to my tertiary education, entering a university, starting my life as a foundation student, meeting many new faces and befriending a few. I have never been very good at socializing, so adapting to the new place and new people took me quite some time and not without getting homesick alone in the dorm. In fact, I'm still accustoming myself to this new small community now after 2 months of staying. But I'd say that I am a little blessed with my cousin studying in the same school where we get to meet up every day for lunch and dinner. The even more awesome thing about having her around is that we get to roam out of the campus every weekend, to the city malls out there, and try out new food and new stuffs. Just one night that rang me a bell and I started making plans to write food reviews for every new dining place we have been...

Seeing you around makes me happy, Since when dhas joy come this easy. I thought of infatuation and that was it, But how it never faded, it never did. Needing a distraction from you, My biggest distraction after all. You're the moon With too many stars around, I'm one of them,  With my shine fading out. Will you ever spot me among all those sparkling, For just one time, I wish.

Stop, You need to stop looking at your phone, You need to stop texting whoever that's on the other side of the line,  There is a real one right opposite you, Whom you should look into her eyes  when she talks. I always appreciate and value the nice people around me who pay attention, who listen with heart, who make an effort to understand and be connected, when we talk. Though, the ironic fact is that there is only a handful of them. Nevertheless, I will give the highest credit to my cousin, Taco. It always warms me like the fireplace does on a chilly night that we can give ourselves a break from the social media, turning off the wifi and mobile data, and just talk. The literal one, not a talk through the keyboards. She listens and gives advice which might not help and might not be the best, but I value and I reciprocate. Dating back to the short family beach getaway we had last March, it was night and after roaming around the resort for time more than ...

Humans They are the dark wine chocolates wrapped in golden foil. Elegant in glitters Yet a sheer opposite when you tear down the paper. Lives They are the unwrapped dark wine chocolate. You frown and grit teeth, So bitter at first, You blossom into a smile, So mellow and rich afterwards. 

On eighteenth April nineteen ninety-nine, Your were vouchsafed with life. Covered in blood, Interconnecting via the cord, They were and are the best metaphors Of your parents' never ending devotion and love that run all along. You grew up, From a toddler in diapers to a kid in 7-colors shirts, And you grew up, until the day you didn't like to eat lollipops and candies anymore, until the day you replaced Slurpee with Americano. Your life is still loading, Like the bar you see on your computer every time before the game starts, and it is now a nineteen percent done. Life, It can be the bumpiest road can be the 6pm dim street can be the disco-light dance floor or can be the raindrops on the window. How is this related to your birthday afterall. You see, on the 18th day of April, You turn 19. Looking at these two consecutive numbers, You should buy the lottery. Don't forget me when you win. HAPPY BI...

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Call me by your name and I'll call you by mine. And there went rounds after rounds of Elio Oliver Elio Oliver game. CMBYN is a story about finding, falling, letting go, moving on.  Seriously though, are you sure the author wasn't in two minds whether to add olive oil into her aglio e olio or not when writing the book?Because I find this explanation very positive. My goldfish memory says why I am writing a review right after watching it yesterday as who knows after 1 more day, my memory might just go dead. Summary  (The summary below is literally just a summary where I am briefly writing out the storyline without many details. So if you have watched the movie or read the book, you could skip to the review part.) Every summer, Elio 's father would have a graduate student coming over for help and the same went for that year, when Oliver would stay  with the family for some days. As Oliver and Elio got close, developing a friendship that slowl...

很多人说：“我没得选择。” 又有多少被给予选择权的人，在选择中寻求一个人、一个情况、一件事、一个理由让他不需来回踱步于选择当中。选择何尝不会让人感到无奈、何尝不彷徨、何尝不迷失、何尝不手足无措。 也许没得选择而做出的选择是最佳的选择，也许那就是上天让你省心赐你的一条道路。 可是我们啊，总是在羡慕。

擦肩而过， 何尝不是缘分的一种。 只是回头， 还需要缘分的守候。 然后直走， 转角又是另一个人， 他不是在等候， 只是手上绑着了很细的弦， 沿着弦到另一端， 是你的手。 匆匆地走 时而埋头 时而眼神掠过。 那么多面孔， 谁是谁懵里懵懂， 每个人都在这样过。 总以为自己是眷顾的与众不同。 只因看了你一眼 从此再也移不开双眸。 始于皮囊 全是迷惑 陷于才华 开始许下承诺 持于信任 却是自负刚愎自用 终究瓦解在承诺之后。 从此形同陌路 笑道一切儿女长情 皆不足挂齿 是一场擦肩而过。

Sometimes I feel tired of people.  Constantly, They give themselves too much exposure. They fill up every place with every details that’s going on in their life, They make too much noise, They can’t leave some time  some secrets some shit  to themselves. They are their own reporters.  As if we want to be the readers.  I’m tired of them.

Well well,every female creature dreams to have apple, inverted-triangle shaped body and maybe a small proportion of them too desire an attractive hour glass body.  Why? Because those body shapes can let them pull off almost every kind and every style of clothing stunningly. They can look great even in a piece of rag.  That’s totally a thing girls with pear-shaped bodies envy from time to time. I have stronger-than-the-strongest empathy on this, being a cant-go-wrong pear-shaped lady myself.  Pear-shaped people, it makes no difference how skinny they are. If they wear a t-shirt with the wrong length and worse if they match it with a pair of skinny jeans, they will look having-consumed-too-much-lately. I have had struggles buying clothes ever since I started “growing up” and going through that damn puberty . I used to own an okay body where the shoulders appeared to be broader than the hips until that damn puberty came gate-crashing. The change was co...