金繕い (kintsukuroi) - the art of repairing pottery with gold or silver lacquer and understanding that the piece is more beautiful for having been broken.
I love my username.
I suck at names. Jakeylime was simply a god given moment.
"Yeah…. I want to be like them. I want to be happy like them too."
This might seem strange,
I’m not too fond of the taste or texture alone. I guess adding some salt is good. But in sandwiches it seems yummy. And also i want to try it in egg salad sandwich.
But it makes me feel good. It’s naturally a serotonin food, but i never believed it would be that good enough to feel.
I want some. I crave them now.
I watch Zack Braff’s new movie.
I feared of my parents death. They’re 65. It’s scary. They don’t seem 65, and the logic that they are going to die soon terrifies me. How am i going to handle their death? It feels like they’re always going to be there, and i know they wont, and it’s scary.
I feared of my grades and my future. What if my grades aren’t good enough for med school. What if I’m
It hurt like a bitch. I feel like i owe it to my parents to recover and become happy. I feel like my parents need to see me happy to feel like they didn’t let me down or didn’t do something right.
I need to fight my depression. And yet I’m still at this brick wall. I need to exercise and run. But i just cant.