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My Story, Your Song.

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It’s gonna be something that I posted in blogger before. So I shall just get the msg across by posting here which links to my fb.

I hate it when people just get my no. from friends & SMS me out of the blue, “Hi, can I get to know you?”.

First, it’s an invasion of privacy because HP no. are personal - for friends only. Not for people who wanna be friends.

Second, I don’t think I’m a bitch, dao, arrogant, etc for not replying or because I reprimanded u for circulating my numbers. As far as I know, the other parties are the offensive ones & my personal space has been invaded.

Lastly, I don’t reply to anonymous messages that partly explains my much number of unread messages.

Why don’t you people consult me first? If I give the go, won’t you all SMS me without any worries that I may not reply. Ain’t that better?

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poeticheartache: eletheowl: Is it really okay? Will it ever be okay? It seems to me that we will never ever be perfect enough, or even just simply enough for anyone, especially ourselves. It’s good to keep the faith, that it’s okay not to be perfect. But lately, I’ve been reminded in more ways than I’d like, that it really isn’t okay. It’s never going to be okay. That one more reminder to myself that it’s okay not to be perfect is just going to be another lie I tell to myself to get through another day.
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poeticheartache:

eletheowl:

Is it really okay? Will it ever be okay? It seems to me that we will never ever be perfect enough, or even just simply enough for anyone, especially ourselves. It’s good to keep the faith, that it’s okay not to be perfect. But lately, I’ve been reminded in more ways than I’d like, that it really isn’t okay. It’s never going to be okay. That one more reminder to myself that it’s okay not to be perfect is just going to be another lie I tell to myself to get through another day.

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The place deep in your heart where tears are born is where the answer sleeps. ”
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Through a forest of thorns, we’ve come walking. For the rose to which our hearts seek. Protect the love which lives nobly, and cultivate the dreams of fleeting flowers. “Tomorrow Will Be a Better day”, I whisper many times, And rain upon you, today’s last prayer. On the night when even sorrows sleep, I’ll be a fire by your side. Within a seed’s wish, give strength. Until the day tears become a rainbow. “Tomorrow will be a better day”, my heart prays, Loving the time when our breathes become one; when our hearts beat together as one. May all livings things be happy.

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Volitions

For the countless times, I’ve never liked making decisions.

It’s clear to me, there are no right choices. We can’t know what all the future holds for us. There are no guarantees. 

Even if I’ve decided on one, I’ll still think abt how it would be if I chose the other.

If only I can erase my memories for the past 1year..

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I mean, even if you were saving yourself for that “special someone” what makes you think they were saving themselves for you? I guess I just have to get used to the fact that everyone is just fucking around these days so that I can get this out of my head. ”
—(via eletheowl)
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abcdefairplay: (via fuckyeahamazing)
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abcdefairplay:

(via fuckyeahamazing)

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Dislike reminiscing.. Especially when these memories can only be recollected, no longer there to replay in our lives.

‘As we go on, we remember all the times we had together.’

Gone were those days..

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I don’t know where I stand with you. I don’t know what I mean to you. All I know is every time I think of you, all I wanna do is be with you. ”
—(via eletheowl)
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Life is about trusting your feelings and taking chances, losing and finding happiness. Appreciating the memories and learning from the pain and realizing that people always change for the better in time. ”
—(via eletheowl)
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