lili's footnotes ♡

 I forgot the purpose of this blog was to swap Twitter. In that silly bird app where I used to feed the void of about two-hundred followers spam of text that doesn't make sense, but which I considered funny, I wasted hours, but it felt comforting. And funny. I love that bird app, though if I were to live a better life as some say one should, I'd have to find alternative ways of coping. For a while, I thought I could never get around things without Twitter. Instagram worked for a while, but soon, I became too annoyed at myself for oversharing with my face as the backdrop on the screen. Even without my face, talking about my thoughts on that camera app felt too open. I realized I'd prefer oversharing with text and text alone. Photos just make things more real than they are (i.e. thoughts). Thoughts are only best in theory, well, sometimes there may be benefits to actualizing, but in my case, most of the time it really is otherwise. It is 11:44 p.m. and I decided to sleep abou...

Holding up a toothbrush in one hand and a glass of soymilk in the other reminds me of that one night in Malaysia. There were no teaspoons, though teacups, hot water, and packets of Milo were available. With three toothbrushes on the table, we had makeshift teaspoons. They were sanitary, being packed in wrappers of plastic.       It's not every night I get to dance in the apartment. I used to never even dance in apartments. There weren't any apartments to dance in, but back home there was also no space to move around. I mean there was, but not that much to really look silly. We have windows that overlook windows from the buildings across the street. Imagine how Amsterdam's buildings are. That, minus the colors. And there's moss everywhere. I feel like it's less romantic given the clothes being hung outside their windows. Though, it is a step closer to Pinterest architecture. They look pleasing during the day, in the night they look okay. Each window light isn't e...