can I let my mouth do the listening

At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes... all you need is one.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Summer '09

i want to feel the wind in my hair as i'm zooming down the long bumpy uneven path.
i want to know that there is always something to do, something to eat at what ever time it is.
i want to be scared to cross the roads
i want to walk down the roads in the morning and see trees and landscape
i want to walk down the roads at night and be blinded by the colourful lights
i want to take retarded pictures with amazing retarded backgrounds
i want to be able to breathe in the fresh salt water air
and i want to be able to swim in it.
i want pick every pretty shell i see
and get knocked over by the overpowering waves
i want to have dirt fights
i want to lose my legs in mud.
i want to stay up late talking about love life, and everything in between
i want to eat ice cream anytime i want
i want to take risks and not be afraid of the consequences
i want to look for love, find it, and treasure it.
i want back to Vietnam.