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v's emotions scrapbook – born may 31st, 2025
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Jiwoo. Do you know why Mercury is small and dark? Because it’s too close to the sun. It burned up like coal and shrank. I like the warmth, but… I’m scared I’ll burn away. Jiwoo, you’re my sun. The first sun I’ve ever met. The one and only.
Sometimes your family feels the farthest of all.
I have loved you for 25 years, and I never loved anyone better. That kind of love, you only get it when you’re young and stupid. I’m not gonna get it again. And when I tell my daughter the story of the great love of my life, I want it to have a happy ending.
胸がはち切れそうで
There are those who celebrate the fluttering of green sprouts
and those who mourn for the departed.
Carrying joy and sorrow in my heart
I go to meet my fate.
And I don’t actually even really care what the world thinks about me anymore. I guess my question is, do you think it’s too late for me? I mean, am I just doomed to be the person that I am?
You know that you're really not a dancer
Or good at reading other people's smiles
So you make a choice to leave the good life
To chase the palm trees swaying in the night
What you see in your mind
The bright side of dark light
So if I climb the mountain now
With my paint and leather shoes
And I touch the hand of God up there
Will you still help me choose?
Je raisonne en baisers
Le long de ta poitrine,
Perdu dans l'avalanche
De mon cœur égaré
I have met my love.
When I compare this present
With feelings of the past,
My passion is now as if
I have never loved before.
Whereever we may come there will always be freedom and sunlight around us.
It was still light out, but the convenience store was lit up more brightly than the sky. It looked like a shining white aquarium.
I wanted to be loved, too.
It's dawned on me suddenly
And for no obvious reason
That I can't go on
Living as I am
The sorrow of a thousand thousand worlds weighs heavy. And yet you can walk on.
I don’t write good love songs, I’m not adept with metaphors or rhymes. I just want to describe the things I know. And the only thing I know is that I love you.
Bamboo growing
Among the tangled reeds
Like my hidden love;
But it is too much to bear
That I still love her so.
I liked you. I really liked you. I fucking turned myself inside out liking you.
What was that my sweet, sweet nothing?
I can't hear you through the fog
If I holler, let me go
If I falter, let me know
Time will move on, and our experiences will become memories. We’ll never see some of these people again. But we can say for certain that we were here.
Several of Nature’s People
I know, and they know me
I feel for them a transport
Of Cordiality

But never met this Fellow
Attended or alone
Without a tighter Breathing
And Zero at the Bone.
life really just feels like a vicious cycle of whispering to yourself “im good. im kind. i am a lover. i am. soft handed.” & it returns back to you as “are you sure? are you sure? are you sure?”
That’s the thing with time, isn’t it? It’s not all the same. Some days, some years, some decades are empty. There is nothing to them. It’s just flat water. And then you come across a year, or even a day, or an afternoon. And it is everything. It is the whole thing.
Let's go on pretending
That the light is never ending
So we still have the summers
Let’s be good to one another
Yes, that is one of the great secrets of life – to cure the soul by means of the senses, and the senses by means of the soul. You are a wonderful creation. You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.