Such a sweet surprise to see you on TV program. Somehow to me, you are still a guy I used to admire. I'm glad that you finally can make it finally. Happy with your life :)
Im getting my dreams done. Im getting them soon..
2010/08/31
2010/08/20
The whole word doesn't let me rest
"I love you but I need to go to bed. No joking. I feel like I have to die to sleep."
How come you said such a thing. That just killed me, and it killed everything.
Now mind and heart made same decision, DO NOT SPEAK EVEN A WORD TO HIM.
Since when I don't let you sleep? Since when I force you to stay awake? Since when I become just anybody else?
This relationship is not healthy. Definitely not healthy.
Please, just ignore me. Just leave me. Don't make me have to suffer more...
How come you said such a thing. That just killed me, and it killed everything.
Now mind and heart made same decision, DO NOT SPEAK EVEN A WORD TO HIM.
Since when I don't let you sleep? Since when I force you to stay awake? Since when I become just anybody else?
This relationship is not healthy. Definitely not healthy.
Please, just ignore me. Just leave me. Don't make me have to suffer more...
2010/08/05
Self
This blog is the self talking to self. Things I don't want to hear from people. Things I don't want people hear. Things I've lived with for ages. Still with love, tough love. Love that I can't share to anyone else. It's self-loving.
Many nights with same line: "Self, why are you awake again?"
Wandering in silence, timeless until sunlight spot the corner of the room.
And another same line: "Uh oh, awake again."
Self gets weakened. Much more weaker. Adding up of ages and experiences in life. Self's getting weakened. And I don't have time to rest, heal, recover.
If you were not me, you would never know how much it could hurt.
Give me more hobbies, more works, more pressure!
That's another side of me speaking.
It's forcing me to be strong. Growing up and getting stronger. Despite how painful and unfair life can be . It weakens me more.
And if you were not me, you would never know how tiring it could be to put on a smile.
One can say, properly I'm a type of no stress in life. How adorable to say such a thing about someone you don't even know. I wish I don't know what stress it as well. Still, everyone is the same, has to deal with their own life.
Self, I still love you, you know.
I have to schedule meals evenly for a day. I have to note, drink more water, drink more milk, no stay up late, exercise . Have to support the optimistic me to brighten this dark corner of me.
Everything is too emotional.
It happens when I love me less than I love him.
Make me more selfish.
That's the only cure..
Many nights with same line: "Self, why are you awake again?"
Wandering in silence, timeless until sunlight spot the corner of the room.
And another same line: "Uh oh, awake again."
Self gets weakened. Much more weaker. Adding up of ages and experiences in life. Self's getting weakened. And I don't have time to rest, heal, recover.
If you were not me, you would never know how much it could hurt.
Give me more hobbies, more works, more pressure!
That's another side of me speaking.
It's forcing me to be strong. Growing up and getting stronger. Despite how painful and unfair life can be . It weakens me more.
And if you were not me, you would never know how tiring it could be to put on a smile.
One can say, properly I'm a type of no stress in life. How adorable to say such a thing about someone you don't even know. I wish I don't know what stress it as well. Still, everyone is the same, has to deal with their own life.
Self, I still love you, you know.
I have to schedule meals evenly for a day. I have to note, drink more water, drink more milk, no stay up late, exercise . Have to support the optimistic me to brighten this dark corner of me.
Everything is too emotional.
It happens when I love me less than I love him.
Make me more selfish.
That's the only cure..
2010/08/04
Speaking of the truth
If you love someone way too much, you begin telling lies to them. Hurting your beloved one is not what you want to do. And sometimes, to avoid that, you start telling lies.
But I can't do it to you. Because I made a promise to be honest to you.
Is it make me love you less somehow?
But I can't do it to you. Because I made a promise to be honest to you.
Is it make me love you less somehow?
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