The rampant thoughts; the monochrome skies. The loner amidst the crowd; the rose among the thorns. Things aren’t just the same anymore. N sits on the bed, pondering the question that has been popping in and out of his mind. Does loneliness go away in a crowd? He has the answer. He found it while doing this article. It doesn’t. Within all things which start anew, there’s something hidden down under which can’t be changed and that is the absence of a profoundly tender, passionate affection.
The insatiable hunger; the abysmal cry. N is now juggling between having a life or more bread. There is something here of utmost importance; a life-changing choice he has to make – to ditch the bitch and hitch the rich; or to switch the bitch and etch the witch. The wants and the desires are many, yet the many don’t satisfy that one thing that we all crave for. Materialism.. Is it feasible?
The deviceful mind; that independent spine. N wants to do something big, and he believes the Lord is gonna be all for it.
*highly anticipating…fopasnoted.blogspot.com*
Happy Chinese New Year..and let’s all stay sexy, chic and in style =D
