Sunday, May 18, 2014
Caring. We love.Giving. We love.
People we love. Hurts us the most.
I choose to be quiet. I'm never kind...
Just the mean one trying not to do anything. Hoping miracles will come..will rise... Or not.
I'm always at the bad luck side. I can't expect good things coming to me. Most of the time I choose to run after those good things that I want them to happen. I feel tired. I'm worn out. I would now rather things go its way as it wants to. It bothers me. It doesn't go the way I wanted it to be. Yet I don't wanna do anything. I don't wanna change. Or rather I want to change it, but I'm tired of doing changes... Right now hell is just me. I'm just hell.
{/Sunday, May 18, 2014}
xoxo.
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Has been a question popping out to me these days.I was never born lucky or I was never born that lucky?
I have parents but they don't love each other. My parents love their children though. Yet happiness only comes from when the children sees their happy parents.
Lesson learnt: if I'm gonna be in this kind of relationship in the future with my husband, I should not have any kids.
Yeah, this time round is not easy... Forgive is easy... But will never forget. Nightz
{/Saturday, May 17, 2014}
xoxo.