Heeyyyyy its been too long since the last time I puked words in this blog. A lot has changed (including my desk where I am positioned in front of pantry's door). Anyway, I don't have the time and for some reasons I can't compose my thoughts. Why? Its my lack of patience and confidence. Yes, been going through something. Nothing serious, though. Say...
I'm actually kinda feeling not okay today. I guess dealing with self issues were really not my forte. I'm so inlove with myself I can't embrace the fact that I'm changing to someone I'm not used to physically and emotionally.Weird things are getting into my head like Toretto driving his sports car going after a notorious criminal who killed thousands and thousands of...
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One of things that I want to share with my friends is my playlist but I always find myself so random talking about different song titles that are foreign to their ears. So I thought maybe I'll just make a mixtape and have them download it on my blog or elsewhere. Don't get excited, I'm still learning and for the meantime, I'll just...
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My 2012 was far away to comparison from my past years of existence. Everyday was a challenge, people kept on throwing stones, some pull you down, and all you have left is yourself. Last year, I was able to find "ME" in different ways, I indulged my sadness with Music, I fell in love with bands I never heard before. I was amazed...
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All of us want something; A job that can sustain our needs, a house where we can have our own walk in closet, a car that we can drive to the nearest beach to chill out, a partner that we can lean on in good and bad times, a phone that can take extra ordinary photos, a pile of money so we can...
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I'm alone at home for a week. Eating peanut butter straight from the bottle and a banana on my other hand. Watching scientific docus, hearing terrible news, walking in bare feet around the backyard, having a fight with the shower - this is the life I imagined. This is the life that I deserve, perhaps once in a while. This is my face...
Because I'm overwhelmed with all the blessings that I received the past 365 days, I'm drowning in happiness and I can't compose. And I'm starting to think, that writing is sad, words are for lonely beings, meanings are for those who are alone And I believe that I'm not of them, atleast not anymore. ...
