How am i supposed to push that pebble ?

Sometimes, it's only after decades that you finally realize how all the time you spent searching has led to a result. Choose wisely. In your lifetime, you'll only have a very limited number of opportunities to reflect on this.

I'm reaching an age where I'm asking myself the question if i gain everything i find, or if i lose some of it.

What i find never breathe.

Eventually, all those tiny parts i lose from myself, bit by bit, will only reveal the orb of regret.

There's a leaf that says : "There is no place out there where i could write how much i love you".

It's weird i can't remember who wrote on that leaf.

The only leaf i always have by my side says : "Don't let it show"

"Don't tell them anything".

I don't ever want to be found. One day, this feed will go private for good.

My beautiful succubus loves dancing on acid techno. As a tiny caterpillar, i don't even have any idea of what it is.

I hope that rave thing does not blow up my house in the tree.

You couldn't even fathom how much i hate this world.

Some would say i have some incredible luck. Sometimes i believe so. But sadly, this is only real as i gets when i'm a caterpillar. Whenever i'm a caterpillar, i could be there. Whenever i'm a caterpillar, my succubus could be everywhere.

My heart is heavy

New year, new pains

I'm checking all the boxes of indifference.

Will i ever become your butterfly ?

If you are one of those very rare people who have undergone an evolution in your personality and creativity after reaching the middle of your life, you will eventually notice that it will be difficult for you to describe it as a blessing or a curse.

Would i remain myself once i become a butterfly ?