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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.
dont give me that bullshit. its pure bull and you know it. im looking for solutions, not some snazzy fazzy ideas that gives just buys time. i dont want to waste the time away, not after the inevitable has happened. if you cant lead, follow. if you cant follow, get out of the way.
no one can help me on this. no one. im trying my best, but my best isnt enough. im at a loss of what to do. im torn in between logical and what my heart wants to do. the mess is superb. its nothing i have ever seen before in my 20 years. utterly stunning.
but hey, im still alive and that is what counts. im happy. im blessed. i pray for the best now. i cant do much except to play it by ear. if matters take a turn for the worse, im still not giving up. shattered though i may be, giving up is not an option.
i live by my words and my morals. what i perceive could be my own illusion to a path of further destruction. then at least, the fault would be mine and mine alone. i write my life book and no one else can write it out for me. going alone is not a new thing to me either...
anyway, isnt life supposed to be beautiful? SUPPOSED. im trying to look on the lighter side of things now, but my nature is just to be serious most of the time. thanks to my friends at OETI, im laughing more. somehow, the laugh will still stop at my lips and not move further.
no one can help me on this. no one. im trying my best, but my best isnt enough. im at a loss of what to do. im torn in between logical and what my heart wants to do. the mess is superb. its nothing i have ever seen before in my 20 years. utterly stunning.
but hey, im still alive and that is what counts. im happy. im blessed. i pray for the best now. i cant do much except to play it by ear. if matters take a turn for the worse, im still not giving up. shattered though i may be, giving up is not an option.
i live by my words and my morals. what i perceive could be my own illusion to a path of further destruction. then at least, the fault would be mine and mine alone. i write my life book and no one else can write it out for me. going alone is not a new thing to me either...
anyway, isnt life supposed to be beautiful? SUPPOSED. im trying to look on the lighter side of things now, but my nature is just to be serious most of the time. thanks to my friends at OETI, im laughing more. somehow, the laugh will still stop at my lips and not move further.
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