it’s always me who took the initiative. I’m sick of it. It’s like I’m taken for granted.Fuck..
I’m not even going to try and get mad anymore. I just have to learn to expect the lowest from the people I thought the highest of
I’ll go out there and make my mistakes. I’ll fall down, get hurt, cry, laugh, love, and get back up. I’ll stand on the highest mountaintop and go into the deepest caverns. I’ll roam across the world, visit the moon and swim in outer space. I’ll let my imagination run wild and let my spirit soar. Why? Because when my life flashes before my eyes in those final moments, I want to have something worthwhile to watch, with plenty of love and laughter, good times and bad. I don’t want to regret a thing and I plan not to. Remember, it’s not usually the things you do that you regret, it’s the things you don’t do and leave unsaid. Laugh out loud. Cry in the rain. Love with all your heart and soul. Get hurt. Tell the truth. Go crazy. But never forget that you only get one shot. One shot at this day, one shot at this minute. One shot at this age. One shot at life. So make sure your life is one you will enjoy watching in your final moments.
It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return.
But what is more painful is to love someone and never
find the courage to let that person know how you feel.
A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who
means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was
never meant to be and you just have to let go.
“You’re like the North Pole of a magnet bar, and she is also like the North Pole of a magnet bar. There’s no way for both of you to be close together. There’s a force that’ll always push you both apart. This force is called the obstacle, like interest differences, communication problems and etc.
“However, if you put a metal bar in between, both you magnets will stick to it. And you’ll be close to each other. That metal bar dissolves the force that pushes both of you away. And that metal bar is what we called love.
Dreamt about you. Everything that happened during our 11months.
Despite all the fuck up moments, I treasured our sweet moments,I don’t know if you feel the same way,but the most memorable night was the day at Sembawang hdb flat. Remember?
Whatever it is,thanks for the things you provided me,the special gifts & like I said before to you,even if this is over,I will never dispose the things you gave,especially that little pillow.
Thanks,once again.
