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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. |
Recently, I felt down and out. Like as if the world had stopped its spin along it's axis. My world stopped turning for a few stunning events. I kept quiet. I kept it to myself. It was painful. I couldn't turn to anyone. It was not as if I didn't want to. It was just that I didn't know whom to turn to. Friends and family alike, they just didn't seem to understand. "Who could?", from my point of view. But life still went on. The world, if not mine, still continued it's spin. The world continued it's life while mine was trapped in a stop motion movie. I beared with it. And now, I am tackling them one by one. Whilst slow it may be, I am trying my best to clear things up. I screwed certain things up. I do not deny any of that. I placed my hopes too high and had them trashed down into the abyss. I even had thoughts, flashbacks and hypotheses running through my mind at mind numbing warp speed. Realization hit hard and fast upon me. It was all a facade emplaced. Most that I had placed hopes upon was just a sham in reality itself. Words are cheap and easily spoken thereof. But substance, hard as it is to accquire, is even harder to produce. It is all I can say that no matter what happens, life does indeed move on, with or without you. Do you choose to sweep troubles under the rug for it to pile up one day and explode with terrifying magnitude or would you rather work things out so that one can proceed on in peace towards the next stage? The latter, being the rockier road, apparently happens to be the best path so. With such knowledge in mind, bear true faith to oneself and others for things to work out for the best. I messed this area @
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