i have this theory that every time we dream, we see an alternate reality. after all, in string theory, all universes exist. i have died many times there. i get déjà vu a lot. i wonder if i am in someone else’s dream, and she has just woken up. maybe she’s screaming at me to stop, to move a little to the left, to watch out. when i wake up i always wonder if i’m the same me or i’ve been replaced by the girl in my dream. if i died there to get a second chance here. or maybe here is where i’m learning how not to die so violently. i don’t know. i don’t get much sleep.
I always wondered what love would be like. I imagined it being like the movies. Kissing in the rain, both loving eachother just as much and a happy ever after. But in reality it’s kissing between the commercials and the popcorn eating. It’s arguing but knowing we will always figure it out. But it’s also realizing that the love we have now might not be there tomorrow
This is far from reality but after THIS I was like: Aaaaaah!!! Why can’t we call him and treat his wounds or something, god damn it >A< Ah well…at least we have our imaginations…better than nothing, hm? orz
I love you. When I say this, I don’t know if you even realise how deeply I mean it. Sometimes you just smile back at me and say you love me too and sometimes just kiss me. But my love is much above these words. I mean it right from my soul, I love you with everything I am and I have. I don’t know how to express in one word or gesture my love for you. But you scare me sometimes. I know you are a realistic person and talk only what is right and logical, but baby am the type of a person who believes in fairy tales, in never ending love and in happily ever after. And all this reality scares me. Please let me live in this utopia, where you exist, are still with me and will always be.
the fact that serendipity means “the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way” just adds to the whole theory of seokjin leaping between alt realities, chasing after the perfect one. he is trying to create happiness through force by searching so vigorously for it, yet the whole concept of serendipity is to allow happiness to unfold at its own pace in such a way that it is unexpected.
aka seokjin needs to stop leaping between alt realities in his desperate search for contentment and self-love. he needs to return to his original reality, no matter how ruined it may be, and only then will serendipity be able to occur.
Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel I’ve accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is trust. Reading is bliss.