yookika

[yookika]

some days

i need to feel

something sharper than sadness

i watch the line form

a soft seam

where my skin meets silence

and the sting follows

a single red line

[yookika]

you long for a romance that feel sincere

but every time you are met with someone in this fast paced world we are passing through

their words feel empty, their conversations lack the depth you thirst for

prideful to delivered text messages, talking in informal language

how do emotional connections scatter when spoken in this matter?

i am unable to grasp today's chivalry

lost in the rush of modernism

my affection remain undefined

[yookika]

we discover a second layer of skin to form a canvas for the marks within in ink

given that the ink conceals what once was shown and makes the scars no longer known

the buzzing noise of the needle transforms the pain i've carried from discoloration of deep regret to art that whispers "not done yet."

[yookika]

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[yookika]

[yookika]

have you ever felt dissociation from a group of people who are like you, yet so distinct?

i've been content to find individuals of the same nation ever since i moved to a continent.

i found solace, but as time passed, the comfort i once felt began to fade.

a repetition. i hang out with these people, i feel like the outstander.

it dawned on me that i never much felt like i belonged there, the only common ground we had was our cultural upbringing.

[yookika]

[yookika]

cherry blossoms, a beautiful delicacy.

elegant and opulent for how they draw gazes with grace.

once in a lifetime, or few times they appear.

perhaps alluring for its beauty, but could it be its scarcity?

the same goes to us individuals.

we are more drawn to unfamiliar novelty,

but we start appreciating it less with time.

dimming the shine of what once enthralled our souls.

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To warmer days

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[yookika]

the idea of aging has always frightened me, but at the same rate, i felt as if i should grow older for the benefit of my maturity. it brings a weight of responsibilities, a shift towards seriousness, and a decrease in the rate of hanging out with friends. i'm always left with "what if?" every now and then. the prospect of gradually growing apart from your highschool friends, watching your parents' hair slowly alter to grey, the thought of everyone you know now will eventually become a memory one way or another. it's disheartening, isn't it? once you reflect on this deeply, the more desolation you perceive.

i harbor a fear of growing older.

[yookika]

unrealistic standards, a never ending war. it's a heavy burden we all bear, the pressure to conform, to look like we don't care. but what about those who don't fit the mold? those whose beauty can't be bought or sold? it's sad how some judge by looks alone as if a person's worth is just skin and bone.

weight shouldn't be the criteria for appeal, but it's a cruel world that often doesn't feel.

[yookika]

hi hi! do you still do genshin piloting services?

hii, no unfortunately:( i haven't played genshin for ages so i'm not updated much about the new changes

[yookika]

a rose planted in me, flourishing

when all of the good things you're saying

are directed to me

but i know you don't reciprocate the same admiration

so i search for other individuals

wanting this rose to be reciprocal

but i must love oneself just as much firstly

but how could i love me?

[yookika]

i acknowledge the simplicity of loneliness.

i adore the way that

i'm independent to do what i want,

my intrigues and passions,

to be my own person,

and bring comport to myself

however, it is saddening.

the thought of that no one is there to share it with.

i pushed so many people away solely just for you.

yet there i am,

confronted with my consequences.