life, currently:

Sun is shining.
Birds are singing.
Flowers are growing.
Clouds are looming.
And I am flying.

happy holiday

beliefs

Is it so terribly inconceivable to comprehend God with one's senses? Why does he hide in a cloud of half-promises and unseen miracles? How can we believe in the faithful when we lack faith? What will happen to us who want to believe, but can not? What about those who neither want to nor can believe? Why can't I kill God in me? Why does He live on in me in a humiliating way - despite my wanting to evict Him from my heart? Why is He, despite all, a mocking reality I can't be rid of?

dream actress

her name is hannah murray.
yes, please.

revenge:

something is brewing inside me. maybe it was the fact that avatar won best picture last night at the golden globes. maybe its because I'm so poor. maybe its because I'm celibate. maybe its that I hate school.

but I'm waiting. and plotting and scheming. writing and writing and writing. planning. hoping. praying. this is why i'm here. this is now.

this is really happening.