Lately, I’ve been feeling so negative about everything. Could be numerous of reasons; winter is dark & cold, seeing couples everywhere or just the lonesome holiday is coming up. But fuck that shit. I’m honestly just wasting my time settling on these unnecessary thoughts. I have always believe that whenever my time is ready to be ready, wether I’m prepared or not, I’ll fully accept it with open hands. But for now, my heart is set on tons of places and I need prioritize whatever matters the most.
All I’m just asking is that for someone to sit with me and talk about life. Withdraw back a little. Don’t give me the, “no time”, excuse because I know that you have a lot of time in your hands. I’m still here for you. Even though we haven’t gotten in touch in awhile, know that no matter what, I’m still here. I’m here to listen.
I realize that the only thing that’s keeping me awake right now are my grades and my black coffee.
On a personal level tho. There are some days when I create this imaginary distance between myself and the others. When all of a sudden, I think that everyone is against me and my mind creates situations where people leave me and eventually find someone better.
But there are days when the distance is real, that people leave me to actually find someone better. When memories start to eat me up whole and I just have to shut everything off for me to be okay.
Sprawled across the floor, will you lay next to me and tell me that everything will be okay?
No matter what pain you’re going through, it isn’t going to last forever. Pain isn’t suppose to be a chronic emotion, it’s suppose to make you realize that things happen and that life moves on. The scar will always be there, but the pain eventually drifts away and you become stronger.
One thing I admire more than someone with head full of ambition is one with a heart full of passion. Because it’s those who believe that happiness brings success rather than success that brings happiness. It’s those who flourish in the daily lifestyles filled with things they love to do and the people they care for, rather than materialistic things that give the illusion of success. I can fully appreciate one’s passion for doing what they love because they’re the one’s who aren’t caught in society’s standards. And in the end, I’d rather surround myself with those people who breathe and live what they do, rather than those who just go through the motions.
Having a little courtesy and politeness won’t kill you. A simple, “thank you” or “sorry” really goes a long way. As far as I can remember, neither my Mum or my Pops taught me how to be kind and respectful to others. That’s why I would rather hold my self back and listen before I speak or think before I act. It makes more sense to me that way.