Ken had it all, Skipper wanted more than watching from the sidelines, wish that she had it

here's to me being able to make it out alive, and live to tell stories about it

wish I could grow a beard, just to show how much I've aged in my travels

experiences are overflowing, my cup is forever full thanks to His grace

and I can't wait, I can't wait to pour more wine, let it seep into the ground, to the toes of my feet

and I'll grow even taller with the newfound fertiliser, towering above the saplings

you should've known better than to listen to your heart again, people change with the weather

for all the lost opportunities, and the unforgiving nature of separation, but perhaps absence will make the yearning grow fonder, and then act as the catalyst for reckless, yet soulful interactions, in the near future

wish we would be closer, but we're speaking different tongues, and like a kind mirage that's been playing the desert sun, everything I wanted became nothing real at all

picturing it is one thing, but feeling it is probably unreal and ethereal
the waves crashing against the sand, seeping into the ground and becoming a single entity
awaiting the day where I get hopelessly inebriated so that I could fly to the stars and die in your arms

寒流来了, 刚好可以把你手放外套, 把安全帽戴好, 不要在爱情路上跌倒

多一天，我就能玩到爽，非常期待自由!!!

dark blue, dark blue, have you ever been alone in a crowded room?

Don't want to go back, no, not there again.

The place of broken dreams and hearts.

But the temptresses are the entrenched voices yelling "That's where you belong! That's where you grew up! That's where you'd learnt how to love! That's where family is! That's where all your friends are! That's where you'll find comfort amongst strangers! That's where you were born and that's where you will die!"

Not so soon, no, just a little longer...

Did you hear the notes, all those static codes, in the radio abyss?

Gather all your sad songs and make a playlist, vomit your feelings into a bottle and throw it into the sea, hoping it will never find its way back to shore.

I don't think happiness ever stays for long, so I guess it's time I start looking for something else instead.

Euphoria, addiction, sadness, anything really, just to keep my mind off things.

And now are you on your way, to a new tension, headache

Trainspotting (1996) is a marvellous film.

http://discreetkisses.tumblr.com/post/173736769515

And it was also filmed in my favourite city, Edinburgh.

candy paint with the white on top

One of the most humbling experiences ever is to travel solo.

I guess it’s about getting out of your comfort zone, and dropping the fear of people seeing you by yourself (this is made so much easier because no one will recognise me on the streets of Europe ha ha).

Then the next step is much simpler - opening up to people, a first ‘Hello’ can go a long way, and end up with a ‘Tell me if you’re visiting xxx next time, I’ll show you around’.

I met an English guy, a Danish girl, an Oregon guy, a Polish guy, a Polish girl, a Hongkong girl, two Taiwanese girls, a Brazilian doctor, a Bordeaux guy, a Columbian guy and a Japanese girl, all within a span of five days in Dublin and Belfast - thank you.

Thank you for swapping travel stories and sharing a part of yourselves with me, it’s sad that real life encounters will eventually lead to just being friends on FB and Instagram, but these stories, I’ll keep them as long as my memory prevails.

Everybody's blind when the view's amazing, damn, who are we right now?

this broke my heart in so many ways...yet we still allow it to happen because what's the human race without modern medicine
with or without drugs, we're still monsters inside