aerasio

Piece of Mind

Sometimes there's a part of me that is such a hopeless romantic: a part who thinks that there'll always be a happy end, who thinks that the perfect place to be would be a nice green meadow with a gentle breeze or a field of blooming sunflowers, or anywhere with a pretty sunrise/sunset. Then there's the other part of me that wants to take that part, strangle it, decapitate it, stuff it into a body bag and dump it into Marina Bay where it will rot and ruin Singapore's economy by scaring away tourists.

Talk about double think.

So said Aerasio at 10:57