I want someone to be proud of me — someone who would show me off to the world and say, “hey world, this is my world right here.” I want someone to tell me it’s okay to not finish my food when I’m already full — someone who would take a sip of whiskey for me because I could no longer do it. I want someone who would let me stay one more day because they don’t want me to go. I want someone who doesn’t exist.
I may not know
what you want from me
for you are an enigma
invading my mind hourly
it is no longer a secret
that I have fallen for you
but I would like to let you know
that the least thing you have to do
is to make me feel
like I am less of a woman
Don’t make me feel bad
about the things I don’t do
or I’m not going to think twice
about letting go of you.
Location: My mom’s place, Midlevels, Hong Kong
I love how my mom decorated this room. It is so close to being minimalist. Take out all the duplicate pillows. Remove the unnecessary items on the ladder shelf, maybe leave the piggy bank and the frame. Leave the flowers on the bedside table and take out the other items. 🙂
Location: My mom’s place (Midlevels, Hong Kong)
Being an only child has its pros and cons.
Pros: You get to have everything you want without having someone to share it with.
Cons: You get lonely because you have no one to share anything with. 😀
PS: I used a tripod and my camera was on a timer. No ghost in here. Haha.
Location: Victoria Harbour, Hong Kong
I posted one photo of a different junk boat before which you can find by clicking here.