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2 August 2013 // 1:54pm
I want that day to come when I can finally tell myself, “it’s okay that you failed, you did your best.”
I hate the feeling you didn’t meet your goals because of your own doing so you’re disappointed again not because of not getting what you wanted, but because of the fact you know it was not your best.
2 August 2013 // 1:46pm
Do you sometimes lay in bed and think how amazing this world is. How things go very different with every single person.
You’re spending the night posting and ranting in tumblr while one girl is about to cut herself, do drugs or lose her virginity. Or on the other side of the world, people are in the urgent need to have some food because theyre starving or a woman giving birth to her first newly born baby, a student being bullied, or a bully crying herself at night for all the disappointments she has for herself.
Funny we’re created equally in the sense that we have our own ups and downs. We are good at something but we also have things that we suck at. Even the person you think has a perfect life has her own failures in life or even the celebrity at the acme of her career is having her worst day of life.
This is just something I have understand in life. We view the perception of success and failure differently. We have our own picture of the definition of best and worst. Each one of us experience variation of happy or sad moments. It’s just up to us how we handle it; how we react.
"do you set your hopes too high?"
2 August 2013 // 1:34pm
What would be my life right now if I did not change; if i did not have this fear of trusting people or having reservations on things. What would be my life if I would not choose to build up walls to people or if I choose to get attached with people who are close to me. What if I did not set boundaries and just let things go how they would flow.
What if I’ll just live my life and forget my worries of getting hurt. What if I’ll accept pain as part of a person’s life.
Would I be happy or I’ll just be messed up again?
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26 July 2013 // 5:22pm
the problem is i adjust. i adjust to anyone’s personality. that explains why i am different in every person im with. and maybe, that is also the reason why i dont know me this thing gets so tiring already.
it scares me that all the words im afraid to say are the ones that would make a great impact in my life.
26 July 2013 // 5:18pm
26 July 2013 // 5:17pm
it haunts me that im becoming a person i dont want to be. this is not me i know it myself, this is not me. even tho i cant clearly define myself, the way ive been acting lately is not even a quarter of myself.
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no diggity. march baby. 90's bitch.