Monday, October 13, 2008
dead end
You are who you are. No one can dictate your needs, not even yourself.. You can't find someone you want to spend all your time with, or someone you want more than anything, and that someone to also be spontaneously fantastically what you need, at that point in time, with who you are at that moment. That's why they say, 'it didn't work out,' not 'we didn't work out'.. It's because despite the effort from you, or from him - or if you're lucky, from the both of you - what you want is not always what you need..
see right through
In your lifetime you will wonder whatever made you say what you just said to someone you barely know, and you'll utter words you're not supposed to say to someone you love... You'll learn to breathe deeply, so u can either shout louder or calm your senses.. You'll love yourself the way no one else can, not even your mother, and you'll curse yourself for something you do habitually. You'll think yourself ugly even when someone tells you you're amazing, and you'll hate someone for saying the truth.. You'll lie and you'll curse and you'll cheat and be frustrated about everything and you'll do things you didn't think you'd do, but you'll also learn to have faith, and to pray, to forgive yourself, and to be curious about everything again, and when something bad happens, you'll find yourself wondering what was it that you're supposed to learn...
Friday, September 19, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
still
You know you're right where you're supposed to be when you ask yourself why not everyone else is doing what you're doing.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
unfazed
There's a world that runs parallel to ours. It is where ideals of this world come from. Where whispers of a promise are abundant, where words are thoughts said out loud, where nothing has to be hidden from the view of another, and where everybody aspires to be greater than what he already is. It's a promise, it's change unceasing and purpose fulfilled. It's where everything knew its place in the world, and everything was deliberate and determined. It's where nothing aspires to be above everyone and everything, and yet everyone is unique. It's a dream for us and that's how it'll always be. Because while we aspire and we toil and attempt to move mountains, as we curse the world and all the forces that are against us, it'll always be our own weakness that brings us down.
feel
Sometimes the most real of emotions are those that have no evident factor. A tear that is shed because it has to, a contempt of all things without rationality, a fondness that defies thought. And there are those rawest of emotions that lose their genuiness when said out loud, like a intimate secret between two souls that was spilled out to an unforgiving crowd.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
cry
There is a need for us to cry... Despite the heartache that causes it, the misery that comes before it, the heart-wrenching pain that makes you wonder if one little heart can hold that much hurt in itself, even at those times we can only hold on to our tears.. because it's at those times - the times when you feel your heart is about explode - when we feel irrefutably alive...
Saturday, August 2, 2008
bad habit
We like to set ourselves up for disappointment... We create expectations that are unrealistic and hope they come to life. And when they don’t we blame others for their shortcomings and don’t quite see ourselves the way we really are..
Thursday, July 31, 2008
empty
You know how it is to wait and wait?... To have your heart set on something and not know whether you’re waiting for something or nothing?... To believe so much and then to have your heart broken, not out of frustration, really, but out of utter emptiness?...
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
daze
I’m afraid that while I try to touch the things I know I need to experience, I miss other more material and proximate things precisely because they’re right in front of my face. So how do I know, the things that are made known to me, the things I find in books and acquire from other people’s knowledge, are those that I really ought to know?
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