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November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 September 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 August 2006 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 December 2008 January 2009 April 2009 July 2009 August 2009 October 2009 January 2010 April 2011 Joce-lyn All I yearn, is for the love of someone, coupled with the love from my sibling and parents. And to me, true love is when one sees an imperfect person perfectly. Which is what I see in you. The degree of the love that I have for you, I will learn from my past mistakes and make myself better for you. Just you. Then again, maybe I'm never the one. I'm not perfect, nor am I good in any sense. Actions never coincide with words, and thoughts never coincide with either. That is, if you ever get past the first sentence. |
my life and work sucks ass. at least my life cant get any more worse than it already is. im still living and breathing, so im thankful. usually, it gets better with a shot or two of vodka after work at home, sometimes a tad more. alcohol works fast in me, so i can get off to bed earlier and stop thinking. my work, well, it sucks big time. alcohol cant cure that. smoking cant cure that. nothing can cure it, so all i can do is just to hope for the best. everyday goes past unappreciated, some days goes past with me being stepped over by my subordinates. fuck. i gotta learn how to crash stop my brain from thinking and pondering, whether about work or life. either way, come to think about it, my work is my life, so entwined they are together. since when has life not fucked me over anyway? im not a quitter at most things. at love, well, more could be said for it. i failed one after another and im sick of it. if i die in Canada, good place to die as any. gotta die someplace sometime somehow. if i dont, i thank the good Lord for his grace. simpler way of thinking gets me through. I messed this area @
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