i was shouting it to the wind,two days ago on the beach,a day i currently regret because im so sunburnt its like my skin has caught fire.i was shouting in stars and blanks,because i still can't bring myself to say who,unless i accidentally let slip (which iv inevitably done a few times,much to my dismay).even so,as i was reading in geisha,in some highly fictitious manner i hope that name flows back to you.
im not looking particularly forward to the day i get so busy you become nothing but a meaningless,hopeless hassle at the back of my mind,when i should be focussing on nothing but the A levels,hoping to get my As and not with you or whatever.
memoirs of a geisha essentially is one longdrawn yet beautifully sculpted love story spanning the entire life of sayuri,a fictional yet empowering persona encapsulated by water and the way it slips easily throughout the course of life,encountering places no one else has gone or wants to go,but making it out the very same element in the end.sigh,i wouldn't say its great literature,but it's definitely a great story.not that i want such a life of suffering (like seriously,alot),but in whatever circumstances i may face i do hope to come out with a page-turner of a life journey.
"Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all
too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper."
-Sayuri, Memoirs of a Geisha
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