Dendrite
There’s always a deafening silence that precedes a storm. Once that storm brews, people become deaf to the thunder, hearing only one voice that gives you the signal.
Run!
none left
Our life is all about sacrifices, like cutting a tensed rope. There’s always pain, but eventually you become so numb it stops hurting. That is, until an even greater pain ensues.
parfois
parfois si je veux être comme toi, je n’ai pas le fort.
parfois si je sé quand tu seras le roi, j’ai feu en la tête. parfois je t’aime.
parfois, je ne suis pas je.
parfois
est parfois,
será
ou será toi.
ràibaisses-moi, en cette lumière.
Indeed, this is the blog of Franky Liu. Voukah is simply a compilation of random thoughts and useless rambling as he goes through an interestingly mundane life. With that, he is quite emotional and many times annoying; sometimes he wonders if he is narcissistic as well. He also may cause upset stomach. He also enjoys speaking in third person.