tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9538900685328955982024-03-14T11:27:00.308+08:00Sophie's Journey LogGod creates every single people with different story. that's what so special about a person. They gone through different stuff and gain experiences . As long as we believe every pace we made will lead us to a beautiful and wonderful future . Welcome to the LaLaLand of mine :) Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-45051367352044193202017-08-27T11:17:00.000+08:002017-08-27T11:17:30.022+08:00TIMING VS LOVE . Which is on your side ?<div class="adjust_blocks_for_ads" data-valid-location="true">
I despise our timing. I regret how our timing never aligns. I regret how we never overlap.</div>
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<em>Why can’t we just make it right? Why can’t we just adjust our clocks so we can be on the same time?</em></div>
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I feel like our timing is off but we also
keep finding each other over and over again. We keep slipping back into
each other’s lives like there’s still something more, like maybe the
timing was wrong but now it’s right. Maybe we’ve changed enough to stand
against timing so it doesn’t stand in our way again.</div>
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Sometimes I think that it’s really not about timing but maybe we just need more time.…<em>together. </em></div>
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More time to understand the differences,
more time to talk about what went wrong, more time to get to know all
the details that we were so afraid to share. Maybe now I’ll be braver
because I want you to stay and maybe now you’ll be more open to staying
because you’re tired of leaving.</div>
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<em>Maybe this time, timing will be on our side. Maybe this is it.</em></div>
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And if it’s not meant to be, then at least
we’ll know for sure. At least we can say we didn’t let timing stop us
again, we didn’t make excuses, we found <em>reasons.</em></div>
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<strong>Because I can’t help but wonder if
timing was on our side all this time but we were just too blind to see
it, too young to understand it and too dumb to realize that we can do
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What if timing was always on our side and that’s why it keeps coming back and reminding us that our story is not over yet.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-2990117050825147892017-08-18T10:45:00.000+08:002017-08-27T10:56:24.989+08:00Sometimes I wish I could be more than selfish <div data-valid-location="true">
I’m only 23. But for me, this has been the year of a loss of many friendships
I held dearly for so long in my heart. I never thought it would happen.
I never meant for it to happen. But in your 20’s shitty stuff happens.
People grow apart. People change in a way that makes you uncomfortable.
People grow distant. and its’ not anyone’s fault. It’s just what it is.
It just happens.</div>
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Maybe some of them will see this and read this and roll their eyes. Maybe I’m the one to blame. Maybe I’m the one who was <i>too</i> selfish.</div>
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I’m
not saying it’s a good thing to hurt people. I’m not saying you should
insult and curse at every person who wronged you in the past. Don’t
maliciously betray a friend or a significant other just to get revenge.
Don’t go and scream at your ex for breaking up with you.</div>
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is what I’m saying. I’m saying that you need to be selfish. Selfish in
the people that you surround yourself with. Selfish in who you choose to
spend time with. Selfish in regards to who you let your guard down for.
Selfish in who you want to sleep with, eat with, converse with and sit
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<b>I’ve wasted too much time on giving my heart to people who didn’t even
want it. I’ve wasted too much time on trying nourishing relationships
and friendships that were already died. I’ve wasted too much of my time
on toxic people.</b></div>
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And I don’t need that in my life.</div>
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It’s taken 23 years for me to learn that
my life is mine. It’s not his or hers or theirs. It’s mine. It’s mine to
make my own mistakes and to learn from them. It’s my own life to grow
and change and fuck up and grow some more.</div>
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I’m not perfect. No one is. We all
struggle. We all go through hell. We all climb through mountains in
snowstorms. I have no hate for any of the friendships and relationships
I have lost. I hold no resentment for them in my heart. In fact, all I
have is love for them. An overflowing amount of love for them.</div>
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But just because I can’t be in their lives
anymore, doesn’t mean that they don’t matter. It doesn’t mean that they
aren’t worthy or beautiful or fun or smart. This isn’t even about their
character or my love for them.</div>
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This is about me taking control of my life. And taking control of my own heart which I have neglected for so long.</div>
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And maybe it’s harsh. I hate hurting
people even when I don’t mean to. I hate cutting people out of my life. I
hate losing these friends and these people who I so deeply love.</div>
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<b>But I need to let them go. I need to let all that negativity go. And so do you. And after you do, please forgive yourself. You will never please everybody in this world. Not everyone in this world will love you. But at least you can love yourself.</b></div>
At least you can say, that you did this for you. And don’t forget, you will always have youAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-52000885671693281052017-08-02T10:36:00.000+08:002017-08-27T10:56:10.244+08:00Depression makes me unable to fall in love like a normal person <div class="adjust_blocks_for_ads" data-valid-location="true">
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It’s
a statement I hate writing and a sentence I hate thinking about. But
it’s how I feel. And as my depression and anxiety become more chronic,
my thoughts about falling in love become more negative and my belief of
the chances of it happening for me start to grow slim. While I know this
is a small part of me, I can’t help but feel as though there is a giant
neon sign following me, warning people away.</div>
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truth is, when I tell the people I’m dating it usually starts out OK.
They seem to understand and accept this is a part of me, but it isn’t
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I’ve had exes tell me they can’t make me
feel better because I’m letting these “issues” consume me. I’ve had exes
tell me they don’t feel as though they can tell me the truth about
things because they’re worried it’ll send me into a tailspin. I’ve had
exes try to tell me how to manage my illnesses even though they’ve never
experienced it themselves.</div>
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I don’t need someone to tell me what to do
or how to do it when it comes to depression or anxiety. All I want, all
I truly want, is someone just to love me through it. That’s the part
that is sometimes lost on potential partners. I don’t need someone to
fix me. I go to therapy. I take my medication. I work hard each and
every day to ensure I am doing all I can to prevent the bad days from
occurring more often than not.</div>
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What I do need is for someone to just be
there when things get hard. When those bad days come on and I can’t
think of a reason why I should get out of bed, I want someone to be
there to just tell me I can do it. I want someone to hold me when, in
the middle of the night, I can’t breathe because my anxiety is out of
control. I want to be able to tell someone my deepest darkest secrets
when it comes to my illness and not have them look at me like I have
three heads.</div>
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I know it’s not easy to ask someone to be a
part of my life when most of the time my moods are a little
unpredictable. I know it’s not fair that I’m going to let someone down
because I just can’t help myself from wanting to hide from the world on
really bad days. I feel it’s not reasonable that sometimes my problems
become their problems because I just need someone to shoulder a bit of
the weight that comes with depression and anxiety.</div>
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<b>I will love the shit out of people despite the fact it’s sometimes hard to love myself. </b>I
am able to listen and accept criticism when things just aren’t working
for my partner. I am able to just be there for someone when they’re
having a really, really bad day. And I’m able to empathize, not
sympathize or compare, when talking to someone about their problems.</div>
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<i><b>So, I’ve been with people who
don’t get me or my mental health. I’ve been with people who have told me
that my mental illness makes it so it’s difficult to love me. I’ve also
been the person pushing people away in order to protect myself from
them potentially leaving me when it gets a little too hard to deal with.</b></i></div>
<i>But no one is perfect, and I am no exception.</i>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-32877953187105472852016-07-10T11:45:00.002+08:002016-07-10T11:45:30.353+08:00It's Been A Long Time<br />
Dear Reader ,<br /><br />It's been real some time since the last post and a lot of thing changes while all theses time flew past the years of human . <br />Livestyle , Family , Friend , College , Work life , what should have gone have been gone what should arrive have already sticking by . Opps did I forget relationship , yeah my relationship thank god still the same since 2011 just that people grows ; older and wiser and more sensitive . All this while , from family breaking apart , mental breaking apart and friendship falling apart of course a lot more with all sort of stuff breaking apart it does teach me life is so unpredictable but if we stay strong to fight it we still can manage to overcome all those challenges given by the all mighty giver. Pretty much sure about that he won't give you burden that is out of your control even it may he will be there to guide you back to the right direction and all you have to do is listen in peace and of course you don't listen all but to use your smarty brain to identify which is better for you .<br /><br />How many heartbreak how many failure we say , destiny will always make fun of people when they have a proper life already , we thought and life will say "NO watch me ". By that means your world is going upside down life the Ferris wheel , some times you are up and some days you are far below. While all you can do is either fight it and climb to the highest or let it be and relax all you can. <br /><br />22 years and there's no one day smoother than how it could be today. Everyday is a challenge , I mean every day have new challenge just the way to overcome it had always multiplying . One day older , one day wiser aren't we ? The more challenge we face the more we know how to dealt with it when another challenge come as we faced almost similar thing the whole life. Then one day when you are 80 , you will laugh at the problem as it is to easy peasy . " PEACHY !! Ain't it too easy " ....<br />Is not critcal illness that can't be cure , ok eventhough it really can't be cure what's the big deal we are already 80 ... I put it as lived long enough? He have granted you enough .... <br /><br />Different people different life indeed . Some people may married on 20 , still studying on 20 , had babies son 20 or worst to worst died on 20. Seriously folks live your life to the fullest , who knew today may be your last day or this second may be you last moment , minutes might even the last second you smile on this land . Maybe sky if you are in the plane / private jet / helicopter / etc .<br /><br />Altho we may cry but hey whats the big deal . Tomorrow will be better unless you already given up hoping I don't know . I hope the best for you folkAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-17920970575612390682014-02-11T22:37:00.000+08:002014-02-17T22:37:30.443+08:00I am that girl that you think I'm not <span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">I'm the girl that keeps a smile on her face,<br /> Even when things are a mess and her faith falls out of place,<br /> I'm the girl who believes in taking chances for what she wants,<br /> Instead of pretending to be happy as someone she's not.<br /> <br /> I'm the girl who's not afraid to let her emotions show,<br /> And learns to go on as her feelings start to grow,<br /> I'm the girl who would never give up on the love of her life,<br /> Be<span class="text_exposed_show">cause there are two paths and she can take the wrong or the right,<br /> <br /> I'm the girl who would walk a million miles away,<br /> Just to find the love that she's been waiting for everyday.<br /> <br /> I'm the girl who doesn't care about what other people think of her style,<br /> The one that savors every moment even if its only for a little while,<br /> I'm the girl who wishes but doesn't believe,<br /> Because she's sad if she lets go, and then her love would leave.<br /> <br /> I'm that girl that people call weird, random, and dramatic,<br /> But there's more to me if you'll listen behind all the noise and static,<br /> <br /> I'm that girl that can cry and laugh at the same time,<br /> The one who's innocent-looking but can commit a heartbreaking crime,<br /> I'm the girl that tries so hard to push herself through,<br /> The one that doesn't care if she'll ever fit in group cool.<br /> <br /> I'm the girl you can call imperfect,<br /> My hair is always in a mess,<br /> I'm really not so different from the rest,<br /> If it were up to me I'd say I come in second best.<br /> <br /> I'm that girl who loves to laugh,<br /> The one that can joke around while her world is falling with a great crash,<br /> The one who envies those blond girls and their perfect lives,<br /> Meanwhile I'm stuck on this wild ride.<br /> <br /> I'm the girl that loves to dream,<br /> But this reality is not what it seems,<br /> A fairytale ending waiting to come true, <br /> Another risk worth taking, what does she have to lose?<br /> <br /> I'm the girl who can never prove what she can really do,<br /> Because she gives up too easily but no one really knew,<br /> Instead she's judged by others that are strangers to her eyes,<br /> Bottled up with silent cries and too many old goodbyes,<br /> But no one's there so she has to rely on herself...<br /> <br /> I'm that girl,<br /> And this is my world...</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-7234683790250403952013-12-29T22:52:00.000+08:002013-12-29T22:52:27.759+08:00What 2013 Taught Me Hi peep ! I'm BACK to my lalaland . How have u'oll been?<br />
I've been quite busy with my study so my diaries become quite dusty . Haha , you see the rhyme there? <br />
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It's almost to the end of year 2013 . Few days to go aand poof . There we are in year 2014 . How did your 2013 going on ?? ( leave a comment if you like )<br />
For me , I have gone through alot , real alot . Love and hate , friendship and betrayal , sweet and bitter but most of all I learnt much from what i have encounter during this long year. People comes and go . Those who stay are real , those who leave it's their choice isn't it. Still , for who stay with me and give me support during this whole year , thanks to you all alot . Really without your support n encouragement , I won't be writing this post here. <br />
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Dear readers, do you ever go through a phrase that goes : " What doesn't break you make you stronger " . Yes , I totally agree with that . WHY ? I gone through betrayal . An unaccepted action in any relationship is BETRAYAL. It hurts people much when you trust that person and we have special strong bonding but that person choose to stab you in the back . For their own advantage and benefits ! Curse it ! I am pretty sure<br />
karma will get ya ,so I wouldn't even care to lay a single finger on you . Let karma do the job for me . Well somehow what comes around ,goes around . Am I right ? <br />
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Okay . Enough of being frustrated . Let me share with you a bit of great news. This is the year I enjoyed trips and travelled places . Ngee ~ It's still considered an amazing year for me , I wonder it's me being lucky or what.<br />
I travelled the north of malaysia but since I studied in Ipoh so this place doesn't count bhahaha. And oh yes I got a sponsored trip to Thailand for 9 days . Lucky enough isn't it . Luxurious meal and enjoyable trip ..OK OMG I want it again pleasee * blink blink watery eyes * . Honestly I love this trip more than any of the other because I met alot of people with different culture , from different country . Laos , Myanmar , Cambodia , Vietnam and lastly of course Thailand itself. I made friends and know their language and habits , culture. I spend this 9 days fully and happily . Thats the trip where I manage to left all my sorrow annd trouble behind me . Not thinking bout it. Nothing , not even a single trace of it :) I'M JUST THAT HAPPY KID ! yi haaa... <br />
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Year 2013 taught me what real live is. It's just the beginning of my journey , I clearly knows it. I have to brave myself to accept upcoming challenges. It's still early for me to conclude my life .... Few days to go but toward 2014, I'm ready .<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-43250634650023968782013-07-06T20:58:00.000+08:002013-07-06T20:58:22.722+08:00The Untold It have been so long since I updated my post last time. Sorry peeps.<br />
Posting started when there is somethings that we couldn't share directly face to face with people . It's something hard to be spoken out in speech. The only solution is to write it down. <br />
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I truly hate the feeling of being left behind by other people especially by love one.Everyone feels the same, right?<br /> I don't really know since when but I can feel myself breaking little by little everyday.And I'm just wondering when will I
shatter completely. I been acting the not so myself . Laughing hard and
pretending strong in front of everyone I know ,everyone I meet. I gave
them the impression of the cheerful and happy go lucky ME.Only if they
know the meaning behind that smile and laughter is tear and sadness that
completely torn me inside .I bumped into challenge ,obstacles , and crappy stuff . I kinda forgot the reasons that make me smile and I'm forcing myself to pretend happy day by day, when at night
by myself I cry myself to sleep to kill my pain and heartbreak. I wanted
to look brave . I don't want people to see me cry . I don't even want
people to see my weak side. <br />
But hanging on SUCKS !! There's time I feel giving up and just walk away from it. Tears drop again and again. Bring me the old me , please bury the me right now . I wish to drop down and die and reborn . Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-71488066953194565032013-04-06T11:54:00.000+08:002013-04-06T11:54:29.731+08:00What we gone through<span class="userContent">I’m not going to lie, last year was the worst
year for us. We fought most of the time, we had some distance between
us, and I let my pride get in the way too. One thing I’ll never forget
was when i almost broke it off with you. I was going through a hard time
with my family, and I didn’t know what to do. I kept thinking about
leaving you but it lead me on to missing you more and more. And now look<span class="text_exposed_show"> at us. We’re getting stronger, we went through hell and back.<br /> <br />
I know for a very short time, we have so many stuff in life that we
don’t really understand, for the fact that we never get along together.
We have so many discrepancies, so many hesitations, questions and doubt
not only for our relationship, but as well as within our self. But no
matter what it takes, for this short period of time, I learned to love
you so deep, learned to forgive you when you crashed my heart, learned
to accept what you’d done, learned to dream about future with you,
learned to sacrifice my pride, learned to smile when I’m sad, to sleep
with sadness in my heart and hope that tomorrow everything’s will be
alright, to pray that you’ll not gonna say goodbye, to hope that
whatever argument were having, you’re still there, holding on... to wish
the impossible thing in life. I learned to feel the true love. But all
of those, I never learned how to love you less in every waking day of my
life... thank you so much Babe for letting me feel those kinds.<br /> <br />
I am so so glad that God give you to me, that you came to my life at
the right moment I need something to lean on. Although not all things
are going to work out the way that we want to, we fought for some
reasons but we overcome those that determines how strong are
relationship is. Thank you for the love that you are giving me and
reminding me of that everyday, for the joy you are bringing me and I am
always be grateful that I’ve found you, the person that I want to spend
the rest of my life with. I LOVE YOU and I have so much love to give
even more. <br /> <br /> We do not know if this love of ours will last. The
future is not ours to see. I’m afraid that someday you might meet
someone who is a lot better than me, or you might realize that I’m not
the ideal person to settle down with. We can’t fight fate, but I’ll try
to always be at my best just for you. <br /> <br /> I’ve already said a lot, but to make the story short, I will love you forever and I will never give up on us.<br /> <br /> "With you, everyday is a Valentine's Day." </span></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-14555750747695885822013-02-27T11:27:00.003+08:002013-02-27T11:30:57.655+08:00A man, Those Men <h5 class="uiStreamMessage userContentWrapper" data-ft="{"type":1,"tn":"K"}">
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.<br /> If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.<br /> Stop making excuses for a man and his behaviour. <br /> Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.<br /> Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.<br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> Slower is better. <br /> Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.<br /> If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can't "be friends".<br /> A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.<br /> Don't settle. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.<br />
Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at
yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.<br /> The only person you can control in a relationship is you.<br />
Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women.
He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you
any differently? <br /> Always have your own set of friends separate from his.<br /> Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.<br /> If something bothers you, speak up.<br /> Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.<br /> You cannot change a man's behaviour. Change comes from within.<br /> Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are... even if he has more education or in a better job.<br /> Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less.<br /> Never let a man define who you are.<br /> Never borrow someone else's man. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.<br /> A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.<br /> All men are NOT dogs.<br /> You should not be the one doing all the bending... compromise is two way street.<br /> You need time to heal between relationships... <br /> There is nothing cute about baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. <br />
You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you... a relationship
consists of two WHOLE individuals... look for someone complimentary...
not supplementary. <br /> Dating is fun... even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.<br />
Make him miss you sometimes... when a man always know where you are,
and you're always readily available to him – he takes it for granted.<br /> Never move into his mother's house.<br /> Never co-sign for a man.<br /> Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need.<br /> Keep him in your radar but get to know others.<br /> - Oprah Winfrey.</span></span></span></span></span></h5>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-86672930111440973402013-02-01T12:25:00.002+08:002013-02-01T12:25:44.111+08:00I'M DONEHey peeps..look like it have been weeks since i posted something into this little world of mine . So, how have u all been ? looking great huh ... maybe some are being down.<br />Everyone would have feel something different through their own life u know, like happy, sad ,excited , sky-lift etc. remeber we won't be n the top everytime as we ever heard a wise man saying " world goes round , sometimes we are high above sometimes we are down there" . <br />Yes we must bear with it though when thing get unbearable ...it's just like the END of it .<br /><br /><span class="userContent">It's not like I have not try but I am done.<br /> <br /> I’m done with being treated like crap. <br /> <br /> I’m done with people who don’t care. <br /> <br /> I’m done with being second best, <br /> <br /> second loved, <br /> <br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> second considered in everything. <br /> <br /> I’m done with being walked all over. <br /> <br /> I’m done with being angry, <br /> <br /> I’m done with the coldness,<br /> <br /> I’m done with her, <br /> <br /> and him,<br /> <br /> and everyone. <br /> <br /> I’m done with not having anything to call my own. <br /> <br /> I’m done with depending on people just to live. <br /> <br /> I’m done with living in general. <br /> <br /> I’m done with the anxiety, <br /> <br /> I’m done with the stress, <br /> <br /> I’m done with the tightness in my shoulders, the way my back feels like it could break any moment. <br /> <br /> I’m done with being left and abandoned. <br /> <br /> I’m done with being doubted, <br /> <br /> I’m done with being weak, <br /> <br /> I’m done with longing and never getting. <br /> <br /> I’m done. <br /> <br /> I’m 200% fucking done. </span></span><br /><br />*sobs~ <br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-83609066125390199282013-01-18T23:59:00.000+08:002013-01-18T23:59:00.130+08:00It's all bout LOVE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">Sometimes,
love is just not enough. No matter how hard we've tried, our problems
remain unsolved. We loved and got hurt along the way, thats enough,
right? Despite our efforts, we've already reach our limits. I really
don't want things to end between us, after all the things we've put up
with each other, our fights and suffering, we still have those laughing
moments and happy times, right? I love you, but it's a pity this feeling
can't solve our problems. Have you ever cried so hard with someone you
love over something both of you can't resolve? We hugged and cried
together because we cared for each other, it proved that our love was
true. Honestly, people do get tired after trying hard for some time and
it only takes one of us in a relationship to end it once they feel tired
and gives up. It's frustrating and unacceptable for the one who still
wants to keep trying, it's just unfair, you know? But it takes two in a
relationship to work, if there's only one of you trying and another
giving up, do you still think you can go far although things don't end
now? I really wish the problems don't exist or can we just overlook them
and pretend everything is alright between us? Every relationship have
to go through this phase one way or another before they actually find
their true love, I believe I will too. Don't give up on love. <br /></span></span></b></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-52879090750377361942013-01-01T20:42:00.004+08:002013-01-01T20:42:43.390+08:00FAR AWAY LAND<h5 class="uiStreamMessage userContentWrapper" data-ft="{"type":1,"tn":"K"}">
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent"><span style="color: #cc0000;">You ever feel like just running away? </span><br /><br />For seldom times , I do .<br /> <br /> Just leaving. Everyone, and everything sitting somewhere faraway form you, while you're on your own. <br /> <br />
I don't know. I guess I'm just tired of everything. I'm overwhelmed. It
may not be all the time, but when I am, it's always <span style="color: #741b47;">TOO MUCH</span>. It isn't
ever okay, it's always more than I can handle, and I always feel like
I'm handling it, alone.<br /><br />Just tired. Nothing else. Sometimes it's just being alone and starred in daze make me feel better inside, calm and peaceful .</span></span></h5>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-56918927713642374652013-01-01T01:05:00.000+08:002013-01-01T01:11:54.454+08:00Good Bye 2012<h5 class="uiStreamMessage userContentWrapper" data-ft="{"type":1,"tn":"K"}">
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">Dear 2012,<br /> <br />
As you pack your bags and get ready to leave, and as you see people get
pumped up with their firecrackers and all the noisemakers available,
please bear in mind that you will never be forgotten. You may not have
been that long a year, or time has just really be passing so quickly,
but that does not make anything you leave with us any less memorable.<br /> <br />
For all the new experiences, new feelings, new friends, new love and
all things new, thank you. You might be well aware of the thrill of
first times. May it be good or bad, happy or sad, it happened and I
thank you for many reasons— for lessons, mostly.<br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> <br />
For everything that stayed, I thank you just as well, maybe even more.
Thank you for the people that did not leave, for the passion that
continued on burning, for the boyfriend who understand, who listen, who
taught me a lot of things, who make life a little bit more fun, a little
bit more bearable, a little bit more crazy and a whole lot more worth
living. Thank you for the friends who accept me, over and over again.
Thank you for the family that never ever left, no matter how irrational
you become, how much you demand and how much of a brat you are. No
matter the mood swings, the tantrums, the silent treatment and all. Let
them know that their existence is a gift I will never be tired of
opening, looking at and treasuring as much as cherishing.<br /> <br /> Thank
you for the people I met and liked, and those I did not. More than
anything, thank you for the new brand of patience I acquired. Thank you
for new books and old books, and for the time to read. Thank you for
fluctuating moods that let me think stuff over, for giving me the
passion to write and letting it stay after all this time, for my
supportive boyfriend and grandparents. Thank you for the adventure times
I had with my friends, in places I have learned to navigate on, and
places I have never been to. Thank you for the people that have been
with me, in ups, in downs, and in both. Most especially my boyfriend.
Thank you for the smiles and the tears, the raised eyebrows, the
one-sided smile, the uncontrollable laughter, the sarcastic remarks, the
snide comments, and everything else. And for not letting the world end
last December 21. <br /> <br /> Most of all, above everything said and done, thank you for the feelings you let me feel and the lessons you let me learn.<br /> <br /> Thanks to God for granting all my wishes for the past year.</span></span></span><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show">Thank you for these last hours with you. </span></span></span></h5>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-7418351471959924032012-12-25T18:16:00.003+08:002012-12-25T18:47:58.400+08:00My Little Feeling<span class="userContent">A new semester begins....<br /><br />For this 2 weeks I am here , you said I thrown a lot of tantrum, willful ,pushing you away and being bossy .You said my attitude worsen and you got very annoyed by me and my attitude. I know these recently I keep feel upset and got my mood low for no reason but I shown it directly on my face instead of hiding it not letting you know and acting I'm perfectly fine like usual. I'm truly sorry for my attitude but I really wonder why , maybe I expecting too much attention which I try to get when I'm far away from you last time. I swear don't meant it to act that way .<br />You know you acted so differently sometimes as if I've
lost you in those days or hours.</span><span class="userContent"><span class="userContent"> I realize you have been a grown up man with matured thinking .For me, I'm a grown up girl but still have that childish thinking . </span> Sometimes, I start to doubt myself whether I
really understand you. My worries crept up on me and I fought to push
those thoughts away. I want to believe that you are still the man I feel
in love with and had held on for so long for that. Do I still have your heart with me?? </span><span class="userContent"> Now Playing : A Little Piece of Heaven : </span><br />
<span class="userContent"></span><span class="userContent"><br />I remember you say ,you'll be staying by my side no matter what and we keep holding hands till the end. Right? I know I girl you wish for and want to be with but please I'm willing to try being one . I'm not afraid to try. <br />I'm sorry for disappointing you with everything of mine now..SORRY</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-71448477123625116772012-11-13T23:55:00.002+08:002012-11-13T23:55:48.157+08:00LDR ?!Distance is so hard, and I hate trying to
explain that to people, because they just don’t get it. I wonder what so hard for them to try understand the sweetness of being in LDR sometimes . They say that we
will never work out because of the distance. They say that the person
I’m with will get bored of me and move on and that long distance never
works, it only works in movies. Well. I’m going to make my dream come
true by making my boyfriend and I work. I will make sure that nothing
breaks us up. Thats my goal and hope. They don’t get how you can
love someone regardless on where they are and be willing to wait for
them. Many of you think i’m crazy, and i guess i am. Love makes you do
crazy things. At least I’ll be happy at the end. <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-84014131053269130222012-11-13T00:19:00.003+08:002012-11-13T00:19:40.750+08:00* fireworks* "boom baamm boom" "sparkles" WOW BEAUTIFULL !!!!<br /><br />The late night skies are beautiful with those colourful fireworks and the atmosphere so nice. Watching the fireworks and listening to the popping sound , le me wondering how is it in Ipoh ?? Is it the same as here in Johor ,my place .<br />Kinda want to watch these firework with him now , Mr Jeff Jr . U know I missed you much ....huhu sobs sobs. Hoping one day ,we can watch the firework together at night under the beautiful night sky .<br />Anyway , Happy Diwali to our beloved Indians fellow friends on their enjoyable day !!! <br /><br />Goodnyte ,peeps.Sweet Dreams<br /><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-39213858498315572882012-11-12T23:58:00.002+08:002012-11-13T18:34:04.514+08:00PAST Just as wad people used to say " First love are easy to love ,but hard to forget ". This directly linked to my situation even it's already 1 year and half plus me and him seperated and I stepped into a new relationship with my current boyfriend. 1 year wasn't long and wasn't short . A lot of thing change and scars heal but memory just stubbornly won't fade. Each picture are still clear in mind and those are the "memory". <br />
IT"S JUST HARD TO FORGET . For those time ,there are still chances I took a peek to check out his condition. A day before my 1 year and 5 month with my recent boyfriend ,I found those love letter that the "ex" wrote to me and re-read it . Amazing that the feeling of sweetness : GONE . Just the feeling of appreciation arrive into my heart. He did love me much but we both just not fated to be. Wad still make my heart gettign doubt was a sentence like this<br />
<br />
"U know wad you're talking about ??? There's no one except you. No girl can replace you . "- he wrote.<br />
"Whenever she was around even when we are seperated ,she will always be in my heart and my mind" -he said to one of my friend<br />
<br />
I burnt all the letter just after I read it ...saying goodbye to this lovely man<br />
<br />
Well , recently heard that he found a good girlfriend that who once was his god-sister.. I know maybe I din't get his blessing when I start with my recent boyfriend but I still hope the best for him ( the "ex" ) . May God bless him and her. Amen . I saw your tweet , that right boy . "Past is past" ^-^ Hope your future are brighter with the presence of her . Congratulation to the new husband and wife , MR.A and MS.E<br />
Boy , remember to treat her well . Go on with your life .<br />
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SOPHIE<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-51284017126880545972012-11-03T00:44:00.002+08:002012-11-03T00:48:26.755+08:00Relationship Chemical Reaction<br />
<blockquote>
<b><i>Love is a threshold; It just keeps going up and up until it can't go any higher.</i></b><br />
<i>-John Mayer</i></blockquote>
<br />
<i>I was once in love, but that's now just a faint memory.</i><br />
<br />
I
think I found out how relationships work. These thoughts are just
compiled from experience and from wisdom from others.It may not apply to
all or maybe just altered to other peoples situations but this how most
people's relationships start and work out. :]<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>When you first meet sombody,</i>
you either like them straight away OR they like you OR you both
secretly like each other right from the very start. You soon find out
from a friend of a friend of a friend that he/she likes you too and it
kills you, paralyzes you, floors you, sends you crashing down like an
airplane. You fall so hard you gotta pick yourself off the ground when
you find out. So you gather yourself and find a way to contact them by
getting their number or asking for their email and call them, text them,
email them or chat with them saying, <i>"...yeah, that was a great conversation. Can I see you some time?<b>"</b></i> and they answer with, "<i>I'd like that<b>. </b>:]"</i><br />
<br />
"<b>I'd like that.</b>"
The feeling you get from hearing her/him say that is amazing it drops
you back down to the ground like someone shot you. Your heart's about to
stop out of joy because of "I'd like that." Nothing feels better than
hearing them say "I'd like that." So now your blood pressures going up,
you're six feet off the ground, you can't sleep because of "I'd like
that."<br />
<br />
<i>So now you've hanging out for a while,</i> and you call him/her again late at night like every other night and you feel like you've just droped the bomb and say "<i>You know what, I've been thinking about you a lot...</i>" and she gasps for air and you're like, "<i>What's wrong?</i>" and he/she replies with, "<i>I'm sorry, it's just that I've been thinking about you a lot too.</i>"<br />
<br />
The moment you hear him/her say, "...it's just that<b> I've been thinking about you</b>
a lot too." BOOM! You fly higher into the sky. So high you feel like
you've never felt this good before. So now "I'd like that."; done.
You're now at "I've been thinking about you too.".<br />
<br />
<i>Now after a few weeks or months of being together</i>,
how ever long it takes for you to get comfortable with him/her, you
gain the courage and sum it all up to tell them, "I gotta tell you
something..." and they say "What?" and you say "<b>I'm in love with you.</b>"<br />
<br />
...and nothing in the world sounds better than "<span class="fbUnderline">I'm in love with you.</span>" :]<br />
<br />
<i>From that</i>,
maybe she's crying out of joy or is supprised and you say in your head
"I'm in. :))" It's rare that when you reach this point you still get
friendzoned so it's not something to worry about. :D So now we just past
"I'd like that." and "I've been thinking about you.". Now we're at "I'm
in love with you." and there's no holding back anymore because you both
have the same feeling and he/she fires back with "Well, I'm in love
with you too :3".<br />
Soon some day follows "<b>I love you.</b>" answered back with "I love you too."<br />
<br />
<i>Fast forward</i>, now you're like "<b>I love you more than anything in life.</b>"
cause "I love you." doesn't work anymore cause it's a threshold, it
keeps moving up. Fast forward maybe six months, six weeks, whatever the
case may be. Now you're like "<b>I wanna marry you.</b>", "<b>I wanna impregnate you with my love.</b>", "<b>I just wanna F-...</b>", "<b>I wanna just send my love to you.</b>", "<b>I wanna make cute babies with you and be the father of your children.</b>".<br />
<br />
"<b>Damn it, words don't work anymore.</b>"<br />
<br />
...and at some point you reach this point and you know you've used this line in whatever language you use saying, "<b>I just wish they'd put a new word in the dictionary bigger than love cause love just doesn't describe what I feel...</b>"<br />
<br />
D:<br />
<br />
...and so then now they come right back at you asking you, "<b>Well do YOU love me?</b>" and you'd answer straight away without a doubt "<b>Of course I do!</b>""<b>Well say it.</b>"<br />
<br />
Then it becomes...<br />
<br />
"<b>Say it twice.</b>"<br />
<br />
"<b>Say it three times.</b>"<br />
<br />
...and then you cross a real interesting point over time where all of a sudden she starts to say "<b><span class="fbUnderline">I hate you.</span></b>" and you think to yourself "Oh my God, she hates me. :\" which then evolves to...<br />
<br />
"<span class="fbUnderline"><b>I hate you more than anything.</b></span>"<br />
<br />
"<span class="fbUnderline"><b>We're over!</b></span>"<br />
<br />
"<i><b>No, we're not!</b></i>"<br />
<br />
Then they go "<span class="fbUnderline"><b>Yes, we are. :(</b></span>"<br />
<br />
Now
all the words you've said and things have done mean nothing at all
anymore. You're left with nothing. You're throwing punchs at water.
You're wishing for things to work out out of all the efforts you make
after everything has done and the fire has disappeared. You're done.
It's over. That's the end.<br />
<br />
You wanna know what the moral of the lesson is?<br />
<br />
<span class="fbUnderline">Never, ever, ever underestimate the power of "<b>I'd like that.</b>"</span><br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-47539993126919166492012-10-28T08:39:00.001+08:002012-10-28T08:39:08.819+08:00Hey, boy....♥<i><span style="font-size: small;">I honestly don’t know how you’ve put up with me for so long. You
haven’t given up on me and my issues. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">You’re the only person who has
stayed long enough to know that it’s impossible for me to be happy with
myself and everything else that’s going on. I have no clue how you can
cope with my constant mood swings, anxiety attacks, negative thoughts,
cutting, refusing to eat, late night texts after a night terror… </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">I
really just don’t know how you do it.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">But what makes me wonder the most is why.<br />Why do you stick with me through this hell?<br />Why did you choose me, over every other girl who is absolutely perfect? </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">I’m
a mess, you know that. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">I have so many imperfections, and yet, you seem
to look past them all and see a beautiful girl with lots on her mind and
worries that need to be sorted out. You try so hard to make me feel
better everyday… you try so hard. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">I feel bad when I just can’t seem to
accept your compliments, or take your advice. I’m sorry.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">You know I would never let you go for the world, right?<br />You know I want you to be happy too, right?</span></i><br />
<br />
<span style="color: #e06666;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">So, answer me this: How can you be happy with somebody as problematic and me? How?</span></i></span><br />
<br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">I don’t know why you think I’m beautiful. Or sane. Or lovely. Or anything that you think I might be. Believe me, nothing about me is right.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">So, why do you stay?<br />I don’t know.<br />I honestly do not know.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">But
thank you for sticking with me through all of my tears, blood,
bruising, stubbornness, pain, worrying. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: small;">You’re an amazing boy just for
doing all of that </span></i><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">♥</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-9174499104996900222012-10-13T09:02:00.001+08:002012-10-13T09:02:01.840+08:00Relationship #1<h5 class="uiStreamMessage userContentWrapper" data-ft="{"type":1,"tn":"K"}">
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">Oh heyyyy everyone who takes their relationships with their bfs/gfs for granted...<br /> <br />
You suck! You suck big time. I love a guy who lives 6515 miles away
from me. When I get to finally be with him? I’m gonna make sure he knows
how much I love him and want to be with him every freaking day.<br /> <br /> You know what guise? People get tired of being taken for granted.<br /><div class="text_exposed_show">
<br /> One day they are gonna have had it with your BS.<br /> <br /> They’re gonna be fed up with you ignoring them, and treating them like they’re a second thought.<br /> <br /> They’re gonna be sick with you never taking their feelings into consideration.<br /> <br /> They’re gonna be sick of caring about you.<br /> <br /> They’re gonna be sick of your insincerity.<br /> <br /> They’re gonna be sick of waiting around for you.<br /> <br /> And guess what?<br /> <br /> One of these days they’re not going to be there.<br /> <br /> They’re gonna walk out of your life because they know someone out there will treat them like they’re precious.<br /> <br /> They’re gonna stop caring about you.<br /> <br /> They’ll stop waiting on you.<br /> <br /> And you’re gonna be left without them.<br /> <br /> Without someone there waiting for you.<br /> <br /> Without someone to love you.<br /> <br /> Without someone to care about them like they did.<br /> <br /> And it’s all cause you neglected them. And treated them like they’re a last minute idea.<br /> <br /> And if this has happened to you, and you’ve done this to your bf/gf...<br /> <br /> Than you deserved it.<br /> <br /> Don’t get mad at them if they’re out with people who treat them and love them right.<br /> <br /> It’s all because you didn’t see what you had before they left.<br /> <br /> Treat the person you’re with like they’re something precious. <br /> <br /> Treat the person you’re with like you’ll never see them again.<br /> <br /> Love them right.<br /> <br /> Because if you don’t, someone else will.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-76604384007083732952012-09-29T23:09:00.003+08:002012-09-29T23:16:50.474+08:00You will hate me for these ...<div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix">
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" I'm an emotional mess.</div>
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I have awful mood swings.</div>
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My hair always looks crap and weird.</div>
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My lack realization of how much other people care about me.</div>
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How dependent I am on others.</div>
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How often I feel stupid.</div>
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I'm just not that great at putting my feelings into words.</div>
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When I’m alone with my thoughts, I think of the perfect things to
say. But when it comes to confrontation, pressure or the time to lay it
all on the table; I get tongue tied and say the wrong things...
sometimes I even say the complete opposite of what I intended. </div>
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I push people away. </div>
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I complicate things. </div>
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I hurt the ones I love the most. </div>
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I cause drama for myself. </div>
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I’m a burden to other people. </div>
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I feel like I'm being a cry baby when I tell you my problems or that I have been through a lot.</div>
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I think too much.</div>
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I give good advice, but never know what to do.</div>
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I can never explain how I'm feeling, I just know what i feel.</div>
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I confuse everyone around me.</div>
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I dont understand things.</div>
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I'm never right.</div>
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I never know what I want.</div>
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I dont like showing my emotions.</div>
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I never make any sense.</div>
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I care too much about certain things.</div>
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I listen to other peoples minds and not mine.</div>
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I feel like everything I say is wrong, so decide not to say anything at all even when I know that I could be right.</div>
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I put a smile on my face as if I'm happy.</div>
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I bottle everything up, so when I try to vent it just sounds like im making everything up.</div>
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I actually don’t know how to avoid being clingy.</div>
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I can’t hold a grudge. I forgive too quickly.</div>
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I’m seriously such an idiot sometimes. Not even joking, I’m always
scatterbrained and off in la la land. Half the time I don’t even
understand what’s going on around me until hours later. I always make
the dumbest mistakes and have to ask a million questions about how to do
something so I don’t do it wrong, and even then sometimes I still do.
Sometimes I really wonder….do I just not think? What is wrong with me?</div>
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I'm childish.</div>
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I force myself to do things. And that’s what causes stress and tears and heartbreaks. </div>
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I really don't know how to stand up for myself. I'm a pushover.</div>
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I cry at almost any little thing that get's me upset.</div>
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I get jealous easily. "</div>
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Get close and you’ll end up getting hurt. That’s how I am. So are you still willing to LOVE me??</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-44559173312443190522012-08-17T09:05:00.001+08:002012-08-17T09:06:35.429+08:00Mahal Kita ♥<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1,"tn":"K"}" style="font-weight: normal;">
<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent"><span style="color: #f4cccc;">You’ve
always been the first to make me smile.</span> <span style="color: #fce5cd;">I guess it’s my turn now</span>. <span style="color: #fff2cc;">When I
first talked to you I didn’t know it would turn out into something so
big and so special.</span><span style="color: #d9ead3;"> I fell for you too hard and too fast, that I didn’t
know what else I was supposed to do.</span><span style="color: #d0e0e3;"> I realized I wanted to talk to you
every second of everyday.</span> <span style="color: #cfe2f3;">I wanted you to be one of the most important
part of my life. I wanted to be the reason you smiled.</span><span style="color: #d9d2e9;"> I wanted you to
be happy. I wanted to make you feel like you’re the luckiest guy of them
all. </span><span style="color: #ead1dc;">It’s like you’re a drug, and I’m quite addicted to you.</span> <span style="color: #ea9999;">I hope you
know that even though it’s hard for me to say my feelings out loud
sometimes, it’s there.</span> <span style="color: #ffe599;">It’s Strong. Sometimes I even feel like I’m
drowning with it.<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"> </span></span><span style="color: #b6d7a8;">I met someone so amazing, and sweet, and dependable,
and I could go on listing every single aspect I like about you.<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"> </span></span><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">But it
still wouldn’t be enough. <span style="color: #9fc5e8;">I’ll be here for you even if I know it’s hard,
and there’s a lot of obstacles waiting for us.</span></span> <span style="color: #b4a7d6;">I chose you out of every
single guy out there who claimed they would make me happy because I
felt IT with you. <span style="color: #d5a6bd;">I wanted you.</span></span><span style="color: #e06666;"> I yearned for your affection.</span><span style="color: #f6b26b;"> You were
someone who I can truly say “he gives me butterflies”. </span><span style="color: #ffd966;">Hearing him tell
me he likes me or probably even loves me makes my heart skip a beat, and
I never felt that with anyone.</span> <span style="color: #93c47d;">You made me want to fight for something
special. </span><span style="color: #76a5af;">Us.</span> <span style="color: #6fa8dc;">And I will always be here for you through the good times
and even more during the bad. </span><span style="color: #cc0000;">Remember that. ♥</span></span></span></span></h6>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-72088368744113804922012-08-14T09:43:00.002+08:002012-08-14T09:44:35.588+08:00Let Move On<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><i><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">You don’t have to force yourself when you’re moving on.<br />
If you’re sad, </span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">be sad.</span><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"><br /> If you’re angry, </span><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">be angry.</span><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"> <br />If you want to cry,</span><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">
just cry. </span><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"><br />Let it all out. You don’t have to pretend that everything is
okay. We’re humans, right? We get hurt too. It’s alright. It’s not like
it’s going to be forever. You just have to believe in yourself, be
strong and you can finally pick yourself up. I mean, it’s not the end of
the world, isn’t it? You’re going to be fine. You’re going to heal. </span></i><span style="color: #cc0000;"><i><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">You
deserve better than this, trust me.</span></i><br /></span></span></span></h6>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953890068532895598.post-73075650994777047372012-07-26T23:28:00.001+08:002012-07-26T23:45:48.215+08:00Shattered......ARGGGGHHH!!! Why why must he rack up what's the past when he was the one who say he hate racking up the history... Are promise meant to be broken? Does it??!!! I don't understand... Bie, I really don't. <br />
I have been trying so hard ...very very hard to please everyone. I don't know what else I can do :( sob~ <br />
Since the last argument about me being close with guys ,I shut myself down and keep distance with them . Yet it still seem not enough or it is because of lack of trust ? Last time I explained myself and you replied "well since you can't change then I change for you" but this time when the case being rack up I told you the whole truth about all the stuff but you doubt me don't you.... Thanks for being truth .<br />
This is the last to say. I feel easy with guys more than girl because I grown up with guys and they are the one who teach me what's being real and friends loyalty . Friendship and being true to other ,for me it don't depend on gender . I'll be
nice to who are nice to me and be nasty to who nasty to me..Each friends
have their own way to call me and I won't mind because that shows they
treat me as one closest of them. But for a strangers , I always have a
limit .That's me ...the real me. I hate loneliness ,it kills me ,that's
the reason I have lots of bosom friends and members. <br />
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You say "I like you being real " but wait...really? stop lying to yourself ...you just accept a part of me . Sorry that I can't be the one for you ... <br />
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<strike>I DON'T WISH TO LOSE YOU BUT THE DECISION IS NOT WITH ME.....</strike><br />
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SOPHIE</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14838248492178504473noreply@blogger.com0