Autonomous, passive nation.

I understand now.

If I could reply to some of your posts I’d call you all faggots.

I finally know the feeling.

It sucks.

but only with you in mind.

I DO WHAT I WANT.

Every moment is sacred.

Just as even the white spots on the canvas are part of the art, even the empty moments matter.

Make the first move.

Assert yourself.

I told you in a dream, and the information manifested to you in real life.

Pure transcendentalism.

I felt a tug.

A tug from the past.

A tug I thought I would never feel.

Stare at something intently, 
watch as it disappears from your vision.
Just because you don’t see it,
it doesn’t mean that it’s not there. 

You just lose your view of it because your eyes lose focus.

Sometimes if you cannot control your focus, it is best to have wandering eyes.

Let your eyes wander, but make certain your body does not stray.

Eventually you can teach your eyes to refocus, even to the point where the object will never disappear.

I don’t wanna be your friend,

I just wanna be your lover.

It’s funny how things worked out.

Of how much of a blend of my mother and father I am. Sadly I have become more like my father than I would like to admit. Fortunately I have some traits which neither of them exhibit which allow me to have absolute control over myself.

of unused space.

That in anime the reason a lot of them are based in high school is because then you just have to draw uniforms instead of a completely separate outfits for each character.

I know you.

I know the truth about you.

I know what you should do.

But I will not tell you.

I know that you cannot handle what you should do.

Know pain.

A blind man will never enjoy the beautiful art upon the canvas.

A deaf man will never enjoy the beautiful music upon the silence.

An illiterate man will never enjoy the beautiful words upon the page.