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Memoirs of a freakish guy

24. Argentina (ye, south america). An ESL learner and whatnot. Drawing stuff. Music. Lots of music. Photography (oh yes). I'm a movie freak. I belong to the sea actually, for I love it. I might aswell be a merman. Or maybe not.

  • Journey..
I’ve played this game yesterday and I must say:
Incredible. In fact there aren’t enough words to describe the beauty of this game, period.

    Journey..

    I’ve played this game yesterday and I must say:

    Incredible. In fact there aren’t enough words to describe the beauty of this game, period.

    Posted on March 13, 2012

  • Today as I was walking down the rain and the storm was approaching fast.. I just wished I was imbued by the power of lightning, just as I opened and clenched my fist, two flashes of lightning appeared and roared after me. 
It just felt fucking epic.

    Today as I was walking down the rain and the storm was approaching fast.. I just wished I was imbued by the power of lightning, just as I opened and clenched my fist, two flashes of lightning appeared and roared after me. 

    It just felt fucking epic.

    Posted on February 18, 2012

  • That fine gentleman.

    That fine gentleman.

    Posted on December 3, 2011

  • Shôji against the Randome Evil Clansmen.

    Shôji against the Randome Evil Clansmen.

    Posted on October 4, 2011

  • Mine too.

    Mine too.

    Posted on October 3, 2011

  • rabiepie asked: What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?

    As much as the swallow can achieve. Or rather:

    Posted on October 3, 2011

  • yes, as much as I dream about it.

    yes, as much as I dream about it.

    Posted on October 2, 2011

  • I baked a lemon pie today, like a boss.

    I baked a lemon pie today, like a boss.

    Posted on October 2, 2011

  • Okay, so I’ll redo this tumblr by adding some doodles here and there. Is not like I’m focused enough to pull a doodle a day -I’ll try tho-. So this will be like my cool gallery of self-improvement.
Here is Clef, one of my easiest ‘pets’ I ever drawn. I like him like the way he is.

    Okay, so I’ll redo this tumblr by adding some doodles here and there. Is not like I’m focused enough to pull a doodle a day -I’ll try tho-. So this will be like my cool gallery of self-improvement.

    Here is Clef, one of my easiest ‘pets’ I ever drawn. I like him like the way he is.

    Posted on September 30, 2011

  • You may have many qualities, but certainly one that you did not master is patience.
To withstand a feeling for so long is an ability that you yearn to domain. you feel homesick sometimes, not because the literal meaning of the word, but because you miss how things were once. You still do, and you certainly don’t need a reason, nor a pep-talk to keep you away from that feeling.
You miss things, I bet you do. You miss the old times, who doesn’t? when you were just a kid and the future was the least of your problems. Where love was a thing you only feel for your mother and your father (and probably those childish crushes during kindergarden),  and a broken heart was such a rare concept for you.
Toys and gimmicks were your shelter, and you felt like you were a king in a kingdom full of loyal companions, such as teddybears, plastic soldiers, dolls, cars and pieces of puzzle, marching on their own pace.
Nowadays you miss all that, for you’ve grown up. Nowadays you might find your shelter scattered all over the place, having certain moments of joy just for you. Along with your loyal companions, which are your friends, you find peace. For just a second, you’re in your kingdom. You’re just like the good old days.
Now you just need to build up that patience you’re always babbling about. Things are going to move on your way, you just have to wait. Another concept you’re not familiar with, waiting. Just bear in mind…
…don’t miss the rainforest for the twigs.
Carpe Diem, remember that, silly boy.

    You may have many qualities, but certainly one that you did not master is patience.

    To withstand a feeling for so long is an ability that you yearn to domain. you feel homesick sometimes, not because the literal meaning of the word, but because you miss how things were once. You still do, and you certainly don’t need a reason, nor a pep-talk to keep you away from that feeling.

    You miss things, I bet you do. You miss the old times, who doesn’t? when you were just a kid and the future was the least of your problems. Where love was a thing you only feel for your mother and your father (and probably those childish crushes during kindergarden), and a broken heart was such a rare concept for you.

    Toys and gimmicks were your shelter, and you felt like you were a king in a kingdom full of loyal companions, such as teddybears, plastic soldiers, dolls, cars and pieces of puzzle, marching on their own pace.

    Nowadays you miss all that, for you’ve grown up. Nowadays you might find your shelter scattered all over the place, having certain moments of joy just for you. Along with your loyal companions, which are your friends, you find peace. For just a second, you’re in your kingdom. You’re just like the good old days.

    Now you just need to build up that patience you’re always babbling about. Things are going to move on your way, you just have to wait. Another concept you’re not familiar with, waiting. Just bear in mind…

    …don’t miss the rainforest for the twigs.

    Carpe Diem, remember that, silly boy.

    Posted on November 22, 2010

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