Monday, August 6, 2012

Alone.

Can you imagine yourself, sitting in the computer lab, all alone, during your lunch beak, staring at the screen, feeling hungry, and you can't find one nice soul that would even want to be friends with you? It's exactly whats happening now. Tried. And still trying. I'm in the verge of giving up. And this is where i'm at. Blog. Why can't people be more sociable? I mean, what are you going to lose trying to even return a smile? It's misery. Especially when you know that at one point you were at a better place, and then you move, and made the wrong decision even when there were voices telling you not to. It's pathetic. To know that you were once at the same spot shining and feeling like a magnet, from your personality.. Hope this misery will find it's exit.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

When the power takes control, even the word power doesn't have control of itself.

Suddenly you feel the world fail on you. And in actual fact, it wasn't the world, but the one thing that meant the world to you. It was a mistake, i admit. But i know you'll wait for me. I know that we're meant to be. Just because some ritual says we're not going to be the way we planned it, doesn't mean we have to stick to what's written. This thing i'm doing, its for something that means my life. And even if you are a part of it, i just feel like, a mistake with you can be erased, but a mistake with my world, will end my existence. I believe in destiny, and if we were destined to be together, i know we will meet along the corner where two worlds connect. Till then, i just need you to know that, this is temporary. Till you find yourself and i find truth. Je taime.

Friday, June 1, 2012

FML.

No. NO. NO. So when will i get a YES for an answer? Its my damn future you guys are playing with FYI.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Friday, April 13, 2012

I am better off dead.

Peut-ĂȘtre qu'un jour elle va comprendre notre amour.


Sometimes, there's no one in the world to blame, other then yourself. And half the time, i guess, i just like being the one taking the blame. Afterall, i am the one to be blamed. Sorry if you're reading this, but im guessing not, cause i doubt that you'd even know my url. She's judgemental. She's impossible. But one thing i understand is that, she feels like that little boy that used to follow her around, and be her shopping buddy is all grown up. He's living a life that she should accept and try and fit into, but instead you're giving him a hard time, by cursing and making him your house mate. You're lucky that he didn't go with the one that said, get out of the house, curse your mother, and live another life, scream back at her. Talk, try and explain.. Try and understand her, she's your mother. Does that sound like a bitch that is wanting to fucking run away with your son and make him a drug addict? Why can't people understand? I mean, is it so hard to just sit and listen to what one has to say before going around making nasty comments on others which you seemingly think that happens to be spoiling your son's life, image...ect. When you explain, things get better. Proven to work. And why isnt this working with you? What is it that you really want in life? Happiness? Education? Hell, im not sitting at home waiting to get wasted. I want to be someone too, be educated, to be rich, and happy. With a family that is going to be proud of me in the end. And it starts with ENCOURAGING. Not dissing him in public, to random passer by and to your relatives. Don't you see what you're doing? I really wish you'd change, cause in the end, you're going to regret not being able to do all of these for him. I really wish. Hurts to know that he's hurting, but hurts even more to know that you wont get it.

In the end, its love that matters. :)

Saturday, April 7, 2012

I'm just gonna run right through the rain.

Memories, supposed to fade. What's wrong with your heart?

Friday, April 6, 2012

Sigh.

You won't get it, if i explained it to you, and you'll never feel it because i've never made you feel that way.

Only if you had the time, to actually check on me, everything would be alright. It's all wishful thinking.