i'm a little bit of this and that; this being what i am, and that being what i was and what i will turn to grow into. it's complicated. really. i enjoy requiem-like music. self-reflectory pieces of literature. and stuff that goes 'boink' and makes you curse at night. i've a soft spot for the rain and the sea; the perfect storm. paints in the dark. i tip toe. a pro, mind you.bi-racial(that means i'm chindian). anti-segregation and thinks that 36-77% of the world population should be colourblind.i'm politically-conscious. socially-liberated. spiritually unnamed. and i like my sex smoother than the flirt's slide.they say life imitates art. and i think i know how pretty well..i do silly things and thinks silliness if the epitome of self-discovery. you only live once, hence i feel everything is worth the risk if played well. perfection is a myth, and the current UN lineup is a pity. so i'll say this once, the world's too cold and half of us aint helping.wait.let's start again. hi. i'm trix.your friendly neighbourhood gentlemanly poet, ordinary hero. stereotypical nothing.i think we've met somewhere along the milky way... "/
Who I Want to Meet:
the colourblind. sour skins that could show me how the sky would glimmer when god's on a high..i've enough of good good people in my life to keep me healthy and insane. but too much vitamins never hurt, no? come drop a line. maybe you can help me build a bridge across oblivion...
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missing you, is all.
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