大阪城

hard

Sitting here with a tall iced latte while waiting for someone, I’m thinking hard about what I’ve did, what I’m doing and what am I thinking about what I did. It seems like a million years ago when I would practice what I preach or sincerely from the bottom of my heart ache for the people who did what I did before and when I’m caught in the same situation, I’m not feeling anything other than apathy, that perhaps this is how it should be, but wise words and divine instruction from above tells me otherwise. I knew I would fall into such temptations, I knew it.

"If I go, I would keep going because I know I like it."

I still remember telling someone and many trusted people about my reasons for not spending my nights away in strobe lights and deafening music.

Now that I tasted such poison from the apple, I crave for more.

So the first is lost.
But not all is lost.

「あなたは最高!」

ringing in my ears