SEMAGGAT BTOL!!
hahahaaa .
I definitely have to post this vid up
Missing someone and missing having someone around are two different things.
Because I don’t know how and where to start.
I’m like this person who staggers while walking.
Like a person who cannot choose between coffee or tea.
Just the same person who keeps on weighing between what is rationally right and what is morally logical and still unable to find any conclusion.
Because of the way you plead, it made me weak .
But I know the next time it’ll be worse .
I wish I could stop thinking. I swear I’d want to stop having so much thoughts on it.
Because there will be things that we would fight for. Those sleepless nights, stressful and pressing times are nothing compared to that one moment when we realise that it was all worth it. Nothing is ever easy. But it is the hardest period of our time which will challenge us to rise above others, and maybe even our own self.
People are people and we tend to divert/revert to different pathways. But we never needed to conform to their ways. We are encouraged to move on, but that doesn’t mean we have to change.
AND
I guess one of the important thing in life is to never forget that sometimes the most meaningful thing is to give, simply because we care.
“Don’t let a person who compliments you everyday on your beauty win you over just like that. Everyone thinks that beauty isnt everything, but only a few believe that. So when a person falls in love with you at first sight, be on your guard. It doesnt mean that the person loves you for you, but that person may just fall in love with your looks. If that is the case, what will happen when you grow old? When wrinkles show, those stubborn fats just won’t go away, when you lose your teeth or when those grey hairs creep their way out? Or what if you aren’t able to show your true personality and have to be constantly pretending to be that feminine, elegent beauty?
If a person isnt able to accept you at your worst, then they definitely don’t deserve you at your best.”
I have this urge to write.
But I cant. Not now.
Heh.
This time, its different and we know it.
