2017/7/29

Days will come, when everyone is busy, when everyone is too busy to count, to think, to imagine:

What are you doing, right now?

Is that so?

i think, i might have found a way, a traditional-like, stupid-like, way, to mark or memorize or ease or strengthen my thought, about you, whenever i think of you.

For example, now the time is 22:05 on 2017/7/29, and i wrote down: i-am-thinking-of-you.

No hard feelings, i hope.

No burdens to bear. Just think. Pure think.

Don' feel sorry for me. 'cause i might be thinking too much.

i might use this simple note, to note down whatever comes up right now in my mind. Just note down, in here.

Let's  see what will happen, in the end.

If there is an end.

Look for the happy one and fuck the unhappy one.

Let's keep it.

Hey, today is 2017/7/29. Good night，to a little sweet pig.

2017/7/30

i did not walk through today without thinking of you, again.

No hard feelings, i hope.

No burdens to bear. Just think. Pure think.

Don' feel sorry for me. 'cause i might just be thinking too much.

Fuck. i hate to say unfaithful things in here to you and to myself. Unfaithful things like the three sentences above.

Hard feelings are here for man to feel.

Unshakeable burdens are here for man to bear.

Sorrowful sorry are here for man to sorry.

i undoubtedly will not walk away from it lightly.

So.

i shall not bow before them.

When the star crosses yet the sun stays, what a shame?

i look for the best and long for the best and strive for the best.

When you say, 'i just don't know what to say', i don't know what to say and how to say, either, to say the things and the way like before.

Maybe, at least, i still know how to say Good Night.

Let's keep it.

Hey, today is July 30th, 2017.

Good night to you, to my little sweet pig.