Closet Optimist

as much as i want to project a cynic-realist image, the teeny tiniest optimist part of myself is slowly taking over

but i'm blaming it to a delayed reaction to 'senior syndrome' and my recent 'quarter-life crisis'... i'm really getting old

here are the lyrics to my life's current theme song...


Ever After

Three years ago my journey began
Chasing down this cure, no plan in hand
Just your pulse, my racing guide in the dark
Just knowing with conviction from the start
The moment your eyes made an introduction
I felt my second violent breath of life
Flawless to the point of being godly
Yet I fell hard for your imperfections

And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn
Our hands grip together
eye to eye through the storm yet
I still believe in ever after with you
Coz life is a pleasure with you by my side
And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride
I still believe in ever after with you

Nothing compares to the good times
Feels like we're floating when the rest have to climb
You made me believe in love and not the perfect kind
A real messy, beautiful, twisted sunshine
Emotions volcanic eruptions
We both still care so we're still alive
Tunnel vision, determination
I want you, I want to make it right

You are my twisted sunshine

Freedom

woohoo! been finally free for a week.

didn't know freedom and adulthood could be this scary...