Saturday, January 18, 2014

Tactful Sunday

Life is hard. Y made it harder. Sometimes. I just couldn't tell someone of everything. Something dat might can't b told right out. as its just not things dat can b share around. It made ppl feel weird. it just ruin things around. These days. i have times of hard feelings. I care. I mind. I very mind. Over taken care on something made things worst. n let myself down for superb silly reason. Its true dat hurts made us grow wit. bt continue being hurt. hurt. n hurt. wat u name urself is totally insane. 

I can accept it as a truth. I really can. I goes confusedly struggle being this position. Carrying a lot of thought that i couldn't ask anyone for advise. I just scared of ruining.

Of course ppl will think dat u r just thinking too muchh right there. Stop assuming n keep moving. Yaa huh. they don't know things any further. I'm claming for some words that can really cope me up. but i just couldn't tell. arghh. by right i admit dat but no matter how i persuade myself to. I can't stop to create those illusions. They don't look gracious at all. Its so unpredictable. bt they just keep appearing. How could i ever stopp them. hmmmmpp. Will it b any incoming day...

Stop worrying all the time. Pushing urself this hard will never b any better. Look things farer. Think wider. Don't stood right there n see things. Always stand at a different position. Its even better if u can always change ur place to stand. Thesee is wat i can tell myself right now. n go for a tactful Sunday before Monday comes!! Art is Rubbish is Art. Im comingggg!! :)

the good always die
everyone will meet their demise
the skies align
and eventually
so do the cries

-wordsbydominicriccitello-

Cry. End.

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