Happiness is transient. It comes and goes. But at least it comes (:
(: 5th november.
I’ve lots to say but guess I’ll write another time.

Happiness is transient. It comes and goes. But at least it comes (:
(: 5th november.
I’ve lots to say but guess I’ll write another time.

我好害怕失去身边的人
好害怕发现爱与我根本毫无缘分
好害怕曾有的全都是一场空虚
好害怕忘记以前快乐的那段日子
好害怕精神崩溃那一天。
为什么人那么虚弱呢?
为什么人那么不珍惜身旁的一切呢?
为什么?
照片根本不是a true reflection of reality
照片都可能是虚假的
那我们收藏那些虚假的记忆又是为何呢?
And so much to say, but all I feel like doing is posting the results of a quiz I just took.
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Nature had given you a passion which is difficult to master. Not everyone reaches this mastery early on in life. In fact, chances are you are still trying to figure out how to control it. At times you feel as if your desires are consuming you, while other times you feel that your passion is so lacking it is bordering on apathy. These extremes are not healthy, and you must learn to live in a world in which both of these can coexist in a single moment. Life teaches us that we are to hone our talents into one outlet and command that aspect of our life fully. The trouble with you is that you have so many passions in so many areas that it becomes difficult to choose the one that suits you best. I challenge you to become a jack of all trades, and a master of none – for only then will your passions be satiated.
I corrected some grammatical errors. But honestly, I think this pretty much describes me.
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I was so happy, now I’m sad.
And tomorrow will be another day.
It’s so much easier to dish out advice, but so much harder to follow.
Why am I so weak?
It’s a surreal feeling to have people around you, knowing their hearts are not with you. It’s true, especially when you can feel it.
And the hurt is piercing.
It’s a sad feeling when you know people you love are keeping things from you. I used to wonder why people resorted to doing some hurtful things that they did, maybe now I understand. Just a little. The hurtful things they do can’t mask the hurt they feel inside, though.
And the hurt still continues.
It’s pitiful to hang onto someone, when you don’t have their heart anymore. But what can we do? Give up? No, we wouldn’t. Maybe, we still love the person. But maybe, there is no point in holding on, cos you’ve lost their heart already. That’s kind of selfish; to grab tightly onto someone, knowing they’ll be happier without you, or with someone else.
Does it hurt more if your loved ones left you because love was gone, or does it hurt more if your loved ones left you because of someone else?
Or maybe, there wasn’t love at all to start with.