
I'm back to my old self so fcuk all of you. Deep..I don't give a damn. You'll see fcuking changes. I'm tired of being a dog, being a b!tch and all. So here's to the fcuking new me. _|_;
a life of one's introduction to his future.
It took a child's story to make me understand that it takes a lot of courage to make you stand-up when you've lost something or someone important. And that you have to make a choice in life because you can't have everything in this world. One day, I may not be here sitting in this chair typing away on this blog, talking about how my day was. The feeling of losing someone is indescribable, the pain that leaves a mark and the sorrows that comes running down your cheeks. All you wish is for the world to leave you alone and there would be that someone to hold you during that moment. Just to hold you tight in their arms as you feel their heart-beat, slowly pacing right beside your ear. Comfort is what's needed. No matter how much you push them away, you know that in your heart you want them to persist and continue to do everything they can just to make you feel that you are cared for in this world. I wish some people would understand that. When someone says they need you, they mean it. Don't ignore them; don't say that it’s nothing because you don't know when you’re going to see the last of that person's smile and laughter. People are fragile, they break easily. Mending takes time but for me, I just don't have the patience, the patience to stay strong and put a smile on my face just to make others think that you’re alright. I may seem happy at times but it’s only for a short while. A smile that I always put on is just to make people feel comfortable because they say a smile is the best medicine you can find. When that person thinks that you’re just someone who's just there in their lives, it hurts. What hurts even more is when you don’t matter anymore. You feel like saying you’re better off not being there at all then maybe that person will learn how much you mean to them. The thing is that people come and go, that's how it is. I don't want to dwell in the past but I don't want to look forward into the future either. I might be unimportant to many, worthless to some and maybe everything to one. Liked by few, close with several but only truly loved by one. That one person which will have your back whenever, whatever and however. And losing that individual is like to have something built up thinking that it’ll last a lifetime working and sacrificing everything, just to have it turned to dust in an instance. They say “you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone” and then saying the same things such as “there’s no use crying over spilled milk” and “what is done, is done.”
So many things have been said too much. I want to be myself again. I want all my guilt of my past sins to disappear. Most of all I want my old life back. I miss my best-friends, I miss my old friends from S.A.S and J.I.S, I miss being a kid and making mistakes. I would trade everything I have at this moment just to have that certain someone in my life too but sadly I can't. All I can do is turn back and just take a glance of my past, take it with me, to cherish as memories. I want to go away from here. I don't want to be depressed anymore. I want to be happy. I'm just so tired of being this way. I have lost everything even my faith. I'm wasting my life away. I'm wasting my years as a teen. And I'm wasting my time being here.
"In the middle of the night as I sit at the edge of my window, staring up into the starry night. I saw a plane flew-by, as it passes the moon between the clouds and disappeared. It reminded me of you. Sadness however did not filled me for it is just the feelings of several individual that overwhelmed me but still I felt it run. How I cried my eyes out is for you to ponder in your mind. Should you ask yourself this, is all up to you. Are his tears full of meaning or are they just tears of a lost hope? Reminisce the times of my past. I am now left empty-handed with only the clothes that I wear and nothing more. Once again I have the company of only myself and the haunting of my what seems to be another nightmare from my past. I'm losing my sanity for this dreadful world. I have gone through too much, have I not deserve a rest? Maybe it's time for me to give up what I have and just hang my thoughts away. Dying is not the option but just another inviting path to exit this torture. Forgive me for all the wrong that I've done. Forgive me for all that I've said. Forgive me for all that I lived for."
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