Saturday, 9 August 2014
New Note To Self
When you discover how some things are not worth it (or unworthy in a sense), you make adjustments. Ultimately, only you can make yourself feel better. For everyone is born alone, and will die alone.
Time to indulge in hobbies (note the plural), lessons and whatnots to keep myself busy. Busy until I am unable to breathe. What difference does it make if you are suffocated by disappointment versus being overwhelmed with events till time seems to fly by numbly?
Have a taste of your own medicine; let me get back to you with regards to my next OFF DAY.
Take that. You don't know how it feels when someone tries to give their best, their all, and then gets slapped in return.
|Talk to my hand @ 9:08 pm|