Time waits for no one by anarchy-indeed, literature
Literature
Time waits for no one
When your world falls apart,
when all you've ever wanted turns to dust...
Who do you turn to?
What do you ask for?
For time to go back so that you can endure the same pain once again?
Or for you to be able to erase each and every memory that still haunts you?
They say.. time waits for no one.....
Well, neither do people.
Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock. Favourite photographer: Alfred Eisenstaedt. Favourite style of art: Art Nouveau. Favourite cartoon character: Chowder. Personal Quote: Don't look back.
Favourite Visual Artist
Van Gogh.
Favourite Movies
The Fountain, Shutter Island, Donnie Darko, Shawshank Redemption.
Favourite TV Shows
Supernatural.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Depeche Mode, Garbage, Fiona Apple, Adelle, Sneaker Pimps, Clint Mansell.
It's definitely been a while since I thought about writing anything. Not that my mind isn't constantly filled with thoughts, but probably just the fact that nothing is worth mentioning. Have been trying to watch a movie for the past few days but always end up dozing off as soon as I decide to switch it on.
The weather is unusually cold and frankly speaking I'm tired of the winters. I know I'll regret saying this in the summer when the temperature is going to cross 45 degrees C, but hey, this is kinda hurting my extremities.
Anyway, long story short, I need to make myself more productive. Staying at home is making me grouchy and unproductiv
I'm so tired of fighting, fighting for my right to be me. It's frustrating.
I feel like I still haven't found out as to who I am or where I belong. I'm physically tired and emotionally exhausted to the point where I feel like I'm losing myself... turning into what everyone has become... a being of monotony.