Where all the unsaid things are.

Friday, June 25, 2010

love from my playlist

Though I'm dead-tired last night, I wasn't able to sleep. So i decided to start a new photoshop project while listening to my playlist. But I stood up til 2am and have these lyrics printed on my grey supposed-to-be-worksheet.

EVERY.CELL.IN.MY.BRAIN.SEEMS.TO.WORK.JUST.FOR.YOU.


YOU,


SOMETIMES
BUT IT'S OKAY

JUST BECAUSE

AND
IT FEELS LIKE EVERYTHING
YES




your greatest fan (who still thinks all the song is written for you),
Mush Potato
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Monday, June 7, 2010

EONGREY












Be thankful for the resonating light,
for bringing you a stolen beauty of a picture that is painted by someone,
who has no name but you wish to keep even just in dreams.
I see that you are captivated by the painting’s details,
as you are familiar with every single stroke of the colors inside the frame.
Suddenly you realized that the frame is concealed,
as it is painted for somebody else,
and so the colors escape your sight.
As if they are washed away by your own tears.



*photo by ayen hernandez


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