you're not burning enough of your body to be loved.

haha i just watched 13 going on 30 and got really sad. how strange, maybe because that guy is so motherfucking hot, haha na, but yeah he is but no. i have no clue, what a strange feeling for such a crap movie.

anyways, i have nothing to say because i can't quite gather my thoughts right now.. so here's something to look at instead.

the view from outside the studio. it's not that nice, but it was a nice day. strange shadows and strangely gloomy and sunny at the same time. very bizarre. i like.

reminds me of edward hopper's paintings. great weather. wish it was like this every fucking day. i love it when you can feel a storm coming, and you're not in a rush to do anything so you just hang out with the weather and it holds you. haha sometimes, when it rains while its sunny i feel like its the end of the world. or when you can see a massive black cloud but underneath it, it's all bright and light. yesterday i saw on the roof of vivo city around 7pm and i swear it was like a fucking painting. i wanted it to stay that way forever. it was like a progression from left to right of blues to browns. and all the clouds were all puffy and smooth. and in the middle was a motherfucking rainbow. ugh.

but, if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine. -Pablo Neruda

i cannot hear with these clouds in my ears.