Please don't get tired of me .

It happens every time. People lose interest in me. They get tired of me. Suddenly, they don't bother hitting me up anymore. The conversations become shorter. They forget about me and I just become a distant memory. I wonder if it's my fault sometimes. But then I realized that people never stay in my life. And there's nothing I can do about it. 

#Friendless :')

Sometimes, I would rather be friendless then having the friends I have… Sometimes I love them, but other times I hate them so fucking much. Right now, I’d rather be friendless. I don’t want anything to do with my friends. I kind of hate them right now. I may sound like a heartless bitch, but you would understand if you were in my situation…

You can’t escape the world, and you’re not responsible for how you look, if you look beauticious or butt ugly. You’re not responsible for how you feel or what you say or how you act or anything you do. Its all out of your hands.

The same way a compact disk isn’t responsible for what’s recorded on it, that’s how we are. You’re about as free to act as a programmed computer. You’re about as one-of-a-kind as a dollar bill.

There isn’t any real you in you. Even your physical body, all your cells will be replaced within eight years.

Skin, bones, blood, and organs transplant from person to person. Even what’s inside you already, the colonies of microbes and bugs that eat your food for you, without them you’d die. Nothing of you is all-the-way yours. All of you is inherited.

Relax. Whatever you’re thinking, a million other folks are thinking. Whatever you do, they’re doing, and none of you is responsible. All of you is a cooperative effort.

Lately I've been thinking about who I want to love, 

and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, 

and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become the kind of love I want to be....

and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into single breath, it essentially comes out like this; 

Before I die, I want to be someone's favourite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe ^^ 

#love #life

People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

A soul mate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life…

There are days where you are going to hate yourself for the incompetent state of life you’re living in right now. And even though you know that there are those in the world who are going through worse things, you still got your own issues to worry about because you’re in your own problem and the other people are in theirs. There’s no shame in ranting once in a while.

BUT there will be a time when you gotta stop feeling sorry for yourself. Because no matter how many times you get back up, there are others waiting to beat you back down again. It’s time to stand strong and firmly on the ground. Time to make the roller-coaster called ‘life’ go up and potentially come to a halt at the peak.

Time… can be your friend or your worse enemy.

You be time’s boss.

Naaaaaaah! Just me.

When I dislike someone, I won’t care about their life, what they do, everything about them. Their life is no matter to me. I dislike you means I will just pretend that you didn’t exist. I read something I heard something about you, I will just let it go.

Because when you know too much about someone’s life you hate, that means you care about them too much. You will be just a fan, not a real hater. And it sounds more like you’re envy of what the’ve got you don’t.