second chances
August 29, 2010 @ 6:49 PM
They say once bitten, twice shy. That metaphor is proving to be truer than ever. I shall not deny that I am somewhat scared and traumatized from the whole rendezvous but I take my hats off to you though, for being able to top the first time round.
I find myself going back to the place where it hurts the most and it is certainly not easy trying to pull everything back together, trying to mend the broken pieces. But I'm having a hard time doing so seemingly because everything around isn't helping that much. It is starting to irks me that this 'thing' is slowly becoming 'okay'. But somehow I can't help but wonder what drove people to do this. Is it the chase that entice a certain kind of thrill? Does it satisfy a yearn or a need? And what made them think that it is certainly okay? It rages me when I chance upon something like this. Not that I am being judgmental or stereotypical but this isn't something to be proud of. Doesn't their guilty conscience ever bugs them? Or did every nerve endings that once guide them right from wrong glitches at the mere thought of it? The fact that they know that it's wrong but decided to put everything on the line anyway.
There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds because someone is bound to get hurt and the scar that it creates will forever be etched. You either appreciate what you have now because it could be the best you will ever have or risk losing the one thing that really matters because your judgement tells you that a second chance will come around if it does not work out. Reality is, second chance doesn't come around often and when it does I bet you that it is worth while hence, it isn't a good idea to even think for a second that it is okay. And the grass isn't always greener on the other side.
xoxo ♥
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future comfort
August 26, 2010 @ 10:33 PM
We spent our whole lives worrying about the future, planning for the future,trying to predict the future as if figuring it out will somehow cushion the blow. But the future is always changing, the future is the home of our deepest fears and our wildest hopes. But one thing is certain, when it finally reveals itself, the future is never the way we imagined it. - Grey's Anatomy
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wishful thinking
1:53 PM
One of my girlfriends updated her status on Facebook and it got me inspired.
Remember the days when we were kids, we could not wait to grow up, be an adult, have that independence, that freedom because we observe the people in our lives having so much fun being adults. Now that we are adults ourselves, we find ourselves wishing that we were kids again. We miss the perks of being a kid again. When things were mostly so simple back then. When we'd get disappointed about trivial things but we'd get over it in no time. When it was so easy to mend a broken heart because we rarely get our hearts broken. When we were so reluctant to have our hearts in someone else's hands. When we would believe every answers they gave us to our questions, even if the answer is so simple. When everything out there looks the way it is because it is just the way it is. When the truth is what it is.
xoxo ♥
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grace
August 25, 2010 @ 10:33 PM
Have you ever had that one question that lingers in your head keeping you up at night? The question that has a mean cycle as an answer?
Sometimes, I can't help but wonder if my decision was a mistake. And each time that happens, I tend to upbraid myself for even going there. Nothing is certain, I know that. I know that in whatever decision I have made, time will eventually tell if it was a mistake or not. But there is nothing I could do to stop all the pondering.
Have you ever had someone who can make your heart flutter like no one else could? Someone who freezes you up when things go out of line but melts you instantly when things are going so well? Someone whose on your mind all the time? Someone who tends to drive you to your grave or have you up to your neck with their antics? Someone who you love and find yourselves giving them chances time and time again because you knew or so thought that they deserve it. Someone who is more than what meets the eye. Someone who everyone thinks does not deserve you but don't understand why you can't simply let go because only you knows who they really are and what they are really like, because only you see the one thing that no one else can see in that one person. That one person who broke your heart once before but eventually you find yourself handing your heart to his hands again once it's somewhat mended.
H, you mean the world to me. I don't need anyone to understand. I don't need anyone or everyone to see what I see in you because some things are better seen through my eyes. I know we get on each other's throat most of the time but when times are good, I find myself immerse in that situation hoping that it would go in slow motion. I just need you to know how much you mean to me and my heart is in your hands. The question may have kept me up all night and the answers might not satisfy me but you kept me holding on. Even when everything seem like a mistake.
xoxo ♥
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chaos
August 24, 2010 @ 11:37 PM
What we call chaos is just patterns we haven’t recognized. What we call random is just patterns we cant decipher. What we can’t understand we call nonsense. What we can’t read we call gibberish. There is no free will. There are no variables. There is only the inevitable. - Chuck Palahniuk
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passing leaves
August 22, 2010 @ 9:52 PM
In life we are going to meet a bunch of people and we are going to have different types of encounters with different types of people. And out of those many, only a handful will become our friends and out of those group of friends only a number will become our best friends while the rest will just either be acquaintances or someone we once knew.
After all, when we come across either a sticky or sweet situation we would always come back to the ones that would stick through it all with us, that will willingly listen to our stories and give us their honest opinions, those who knows how to finish our sentences and the things that goes on on our minds without having us to say much of anything. Those who knows the stories of our broken hearts and the hearts we've broken. Those who would not judge our decision, on the contrary the support us no matter what. Those who are not afraid to let us make our own mistakes.
xoxo ♥
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watch over me
August 19, 2010 @ 2:00 AM
It's 2 in the morning and I can't sleep. So here I am watching Grey's Anatomy back to back somehow trying to find the comfort. But here's the sad truth, I'm unsure. Have you ever had those days where you're just unsure of anything, everything? Every decision you made, every path you chose seems so cloudy and seems like a mistake. Ever had those days where you feel this odd kind of sadness but sadly you don't know the reason why?
I hate this feeling. I don't want this to be mistake because I work too hard on this. I hate feeling like I can't handle this. I hate going back to the same place I hate. I hate having my imaginations running wild. I hate having to doubt the decisions I made. I hate not having the control to forget the things I want to forget. I hate going back to the past and I hate the fact that I can't stop that.
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