Sunday, February 26, 2012


i like talking to myself.

a conversation between my heart and head. which one should i follow? ideal or practical? yes or no?

the questions linger but the answers never come.

i'll just let things unfold, i convince myself.

is it me or is it you?

i figured one of these days, what's meant to be will happen.


me: what would you do if i become a zombie?
him: i don't know. i'll be a zombie too so we'll be together.

me: what would you do if i'm a vampire?
him: i'll let you bite me.

me: what would you do if i become a bunny? will you keep me?
him: they poo everywhere and they're tiny poo. i don't want to keep one.

(true story)