Sometimes I wonder. How many people suffer out there. My brother always becomes irked when I asked him those questions. He tells me not to worry about them. To not think about them. But I get so curious. I could be on the bus. And the girl who sits next to me would look like she has a happy life. But she could have been beaten several times a day. Who knows. My brain hates me since 2012.
Nothing personal to other people/couples, this is just my opinion.
I think it is pathetic when someone calls their significant other “my world”. Ok. You’ve been dating for what… 4 or 5 months and now they’re your world? How about before that. When you were single. Before you met him or her. You never needed them. You never needed someone to sleep with you or drive you places. You were independent or at least had your parents to drive you around. How come after you guys broke up you’ve become fucking useless piece of shit. Now you can’t sleep alone. Now you don’t have anyone to talk to.
People need to find their own happiness and not throw all their happiness to one person who you probably won’t end up for the rest of your life. Like my friend says, “You add onto my happiness.”
I’m not saying don’t date anyone and don’t let someone make you happy. I’m just saying don’t act like an 11 year old and be a little shit.
yes! yes!! yes!!! was just told that the piano recital that I hosted was screening on SBTN ^_^ in other words I was on tv!!! wooot. *_* I’m so happy pappy. and I thought being front page on the newspaper was better. hope this business goes further and takes me along with it. i love performing ^__^
Sometimes I really need to hold back the things I say. If people want to dress that way, then why should I put my two cents in? It’s not like I’m going to get influenced by what they wear. I have my style and they have theirs. Leave it at that.
Once someone gets in the habit of calling one another, it’s pretty cute. But when the calls become constant it’s way too overwhelming and weird.
I can’t believe it.
So I’ve known this girl for a long time; we go all the way back to language school. She was so little, fragile and was always so happy and laughed at everything I said. She was nice. I decided to hit her up on Facebook, just to check how she’s doing because after language school, we didn’t hang out anymore. It’s also due to the fact that she and I live very far from each other so we lost contact.
But when I clicked onto her profile, it was then that I knew she has cancer. She is only 14 and has cancer. I really wanted to cry because she is still so young and all of a sudden, this happened to her? It’s not fair at all. I don’t know what to do to help or or if I should even intervene. I don’t know how hard she got it, or if she doesn’t care at all. But all I will do is pray for her and wish her health will go back to normal.
There is more to life than just relationships and love. Those can be put off until later because now, we should enjoy what we have. So what if that girl looks so happy in his arms. You’ll have that later. So what if that couples cooks together. You’ll have that too.
Don’t revolve your life around boys or girls. One day you’ll have your soul mate but now, focus on the big stuff. Don’t tie yourself down too quick, you’ll lose a lot of opportunities for other things.
How can someone you love hate you? It’s too confusing to deal with. I’m not the type of person that likes to be messed around with. Actually, no one likes to be played with. Usually I just ignore the person because what’s the point of clinging onto something that doesn’t want you?
Right now I’m holding onto a thin string for dear life in hopes that you love me too.
Have you ever sat in a room while some girl with a fancy bag, phone in the hand, with make up splattered over her face while she is sitting on the other side of the room raging to her friends how her life sucks, how she doesn’t get what she wants, and how many guys she fucks in a week? No? I just over dramatize it but the point is: Shut the fuck up.
The whole world doesn’t revolve around you and your pathetic life. Who cares about you bragging about how many guys you fucked. Who cares about how your life sucks because you don’t see the happiness and greatness that your life actually holds. Stop being a inconsiderate little hoebag and accept that your life does not suck. Well if your life actually sucks, you might as well masterbate under a bridge because you don’t see anything good in your life.
Yeah this post might not make sense because it’s morning now.