let's talk about.....

没那么简单 就能找到聊得来的伴
尤其是在看过了那么多的背叛
总是不安只好强悍
谁谋杀了我的浪漫

感觉快乐就忙东忙西
感觉累了就放空自己
别人说的话 随便听一听
自己作决定

不想拥有太多情绪
一杯红酒配电影
在周末晚上关上了手机 舒服窝在沙发里


My little nest may not be ready so soon. I did let out a little sigh, feeling a rush of disbelief that apart from waiting it is still waiting. And right in the middle of exhaling my bubble thoughts, this song came to my player. And when it comes to the phase 一杯红酒配电影 在周末晚上关上了手机 舒服窝在沙发里 I think happiness may not be too far away because I know I am already working on it. I can already imagine my mystical purple theme living room, dim yellow downlights and this certain scent that soothes my breathing scheme. I don't know what scent it is, I am still looking for a name to it. Don't ask me why sometimes I would steal some sniff over body odor, because I think the most natural scent is individualistic. I am always looking for a scent that only belongs to someone, and that is ultimatum. Weird? Hmmm I am not sure. But I didn't care.

And I am growing more fondness to chilling red, because I like the after taste of it. I don't get the wine glass rolling on the table, nor I smell the red as if I know what different smell they have. I don't even get it when people need to swirl the red in the glass, what do they see? I don't know red too well, but I love red. I love the lingering mystery it brings to the emotion, unlike other wine that brings me to a foreign place. YES, I got it. Red brings me home. That's the feeling.

But I still want to have a little mojito when it is burning hot, like now. Refreshing.

Okay I am getting a little disorientated now. Was I talking about the house, the red, or the little naughty mojito that keeps reminding me -- about...........

hmmmmmmmm..........