CLOSE-OPEN?
Did I really say goodbye? I thought of closing this site for one reason that I think I've been opening myself to people more than I should. And sometimes, I couldn't post just as much as I wanted for some reasons I will not try to explain here anymore. I should've said this site will be on hiatus because now, it seems like I've brought my self to life. Above all these things, now I want to start anew. I want to continue and share this with you AGAIN.
Getting more than 50 hits per day isn't really bad, right? Absolutely not. I'm proud to say that. Nothing seems to be wrong anyway. Yes, I'm an open-book sort of person. I do not mind what others would think of me but I'll regard each action I do as a reflection of truthfulness, nothing else.
Sorta, I'm bothered. Last night, I did a phone conversation with a close friend of mine. It's normal to talk about things happened in the past. The ending part of not being able to control the fluttering of my lips made me realize that I've been living with my past until this very moment. Ok I repeat, living, but also at the same time I'm learning. I know there's one person out there reading this who can bring this topic and bring up a debate after.
Paraphrased from last night: That was like 7 months ago, like hello? Sure I am always very familiar to what I am getting into and I know for the other, he's on the same flight.
A friend of mine texted me this one:
Never say you're going to if you never will. Never talk about feeling if they're not really there. Never say I love you if you don't really care. Never touch a life if you never meant to break a heart.
When I read that, my head wanted to quiver and my heart wanted to break Last night brought a new life for this day, this day will later bring a new to another day again and the cycle goes on. Each day offers a single chance for me to make everything run. I still go on with it not merely to escape, but to be brave enough and accept the responsibilty I hold for these things and more, for the people I let go carelessly.
Paraphrased from last night: I'm not a player. I'm very transparent, expressive and honest.
I became a product of life's rigidity. I neglect life when it is usually on its imbalanced state that later leads me nowhere. I usually say to my friends, I'm in love with people. My past can readily explain how I held the attraction I had for those people. I used to be the kind of person that when I like you, I'll let you feel it but very soon I usually end up becoming a human rubberband. I can one day come, the other day I'll go.
It was such a disgrace! I wouldn't want to be that kind of person anymore. I feel sorry for those people I had hurt. For those people I wasn't able to keep any friendship burning. I'm sorry to those people I touched but broke their hearts... Last night and today made this realization boom for me.
Off the topic: I made that Brandon Boyd header up there for my special someone when we had tampuhan. Sheesh.
Getting more than 50 hits per day isn't really bad, right? Absolutely not. I'm proud to say that. Nothing seems to be wrong anyway. Yes, I'm an open-book sort of person. I do not mind what others would think of me but I'll regard each action I do as a reflection of truthfulness, nothing else.
Sorta, I'm bothered. Last night, I did a phone conversation with a close friend of mine. It's normal to talk about things happened in the past. The ending part of not being able to control the fluttering of my lips made me realize that I've been living with my past until this very moment. Ok I repeat, living, but also at the same time I'm learning. I know there's one person out there reading this who can bring this topic and bring up a debate after.
Paraphrased from last night: That was like 7 months ago, like hello? Sure I am always very familiar to what I am getting into and I know for the other, he's on the same flight.
A friend of mine texted me this one:
Never say you're going to if you never will. Never talk about feeling if they're not really there. Never say I love you if you don't really care. Never touch a life if you never meant to break a heart.
When I read that, my head wanted to quiver and my heart wanted to break Last night brought a new life for this day, this day will later bring a new to another day again and the cycle goes on. Each day offers a single chance for me to make everything run. I still go on with it not merely to escape, but to be brave enough and accept the responsibilty I hold for these things and more, for the people I let go carelessly.
Paraphrased from last night: I'm not a player. I'm very transparent, expressive and honest.
I became a product of life's rigidity. I neglect life when it is usually on its imbalanced state that later leads me nowhere. I usually say to my friends, I'm in love with people. My past can readily explain how I held the attraction I had for those people. I used to be the kind of person that when I like you, I'll let you feel it but very soon I usually end up becoming a human rubberband. I can one day come, the other day I'll go.
It was such a disgrace! I wouldn't want to be that kind of person anymore. I feel sorry for those people I had hurt. For those people I wasn't able to keep any friendship burning. I'm sorry to those people I touched but broke their hearts... Last night and today made this realization boom for me.
Off the topic: I made that Brandon Boyd header up there for my special someone when we had tampuhan. Sheesh.
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