I can conquer the world with one hand
if you're holding the other.
if you're holding the other.
You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.
1 1/2.
Because it's you that made my beatless heart pump a thousand rhythms.
Because it's you that I can't feel for another person.
Because it's you that I kept hanging on.
Because it's you that there's always exceptions.Because it's you that I have no regrets.
Because it's you that I never mind.
I may not be with him, but he’s still my world. He’s still the one thing worth holding onto the true test of love is no matter how long we two go without talking, he will always find a way back into my heart. No matter how hard I try to forget him, I can’t. It’s the little things that mean the most, but break my heart all the same. It’s those times when a song comes on and immediately I cry missing him, wanting him, needing him. Just wishing he thinks about me, and he has never forgot the memories we two have means everything. Just the small thought of maybe, just maybe there might be an “us” gives me the strength to hold on that much longer.
You never realize how much you love something until you lose it, and you’re one of the lucky ones if you get it back.
To let go isn’t to forget, not to think about it, or ignore. It doesn’t leave feelings of anger, jealousy, or regret. Letting go isn’t about winning or losing. It’s not about pride, and its not about how you appear, and it’s not about obsessing or dwelling on the past. Letting go isn't blocking memories or thinking sad thoughts, and doesn’t leave emptiness, hurt, or sadness. It’s not about giving in or giving up. Letting go isn’t about loss and it’s not about defeat. To let go is to cherish memories, to overcome and move on. It is having an open mind in confidence for the future. Letting go is learning, experiencing, and growing. To let go is to be thankful for the experiences that made you laugh, made you cry, and made you grow. It’s about all that you have, all that you had, and all that you will soon gain. Letting go is having the courage to accept change, and the strength to keep moving. Letting go is growing up. It is realizing that the heart can sometimes be the most potent remedy. To let go is to open a door, to clear a path and let yourself free.
To you, I may be a mistake. But to me, you're the only reason to feel right.
P/s: Thank you.
with words that keep leading me on.
Time check, 11.43pm. Just got home from shopping, partyworld and supper. Saw something I wished I hadn't on the world wide web a few minutes ago. It was so impactful. It gave me a need to kick bad. To scream bad. To need booze and fags bad. I wish all I saw was merely my deluded illusions. Something from my own perceptions. Something that is not actually how I think it is. Something not as bad as it seems to me.
I only have exactly one week to go. One more week to hold. One last week to wait. But I am procrastinating so much. I have not even taken any action. It's so difficult to express. It's so difficult to initiate. It's so difficult. Difficult. Difficult.
I only have exactly one week to go. One more week to hold. One last week to wait. But I am procrastinating so much. I have not even taken any action. It's so difficult to express. It's so difficult to initiate. It's so difficult. Difficult. Difficult.
Jh's here. Gtg.
Knock these off me.
Knock these off me.
Let me go.
I beg.
I beg.
If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn’t want you, nothing can make him stay. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
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Oprah Winfrey (via eletheowl) (via psykaedelic) (via unlock-ed)
She know us, guys well..
Huh..................... really?
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Q: why don't you move on
A: if i could move on, i would.
Sometimes you just cant tell someone how you feel. Not because you don’t trust them, or you think they’ll think you’re weird, but because you can never really find the right words to make them understand. It makes you frustrated.
People take things a hundred different ways, and that’s why its so hard.
I don’t know why we all hang on to something when we know we’re better off letting go. It’s like we’re scared to lose what we don’t even really have. Some of us say we’d rather have that something than absolutely nothing, but the truth is, to have it halfway is harder than not having it at all.
That was the thing; you never got used to it. You never got used to the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s okay, and you think you’ve accepted it, someone points it out to you, and it hits you all over again, and it’s just as shocking as the first time.
This long weekend had been amazing.
Before that on Wednesday, I did my fucking 2.4km and passed with a dying body. Met up with MJ and Stix in the night at Bronto park for whisky, chips and some card games. I brought ice from home which had pretty much melted before I reach. They brought all the other things over except for a stirrer. We couldn't find any stirrer for our alcohol so we used Stix's thermometer instead. He assured me a hundred times that it has never been used but I was so skeptical and paranoid. Hah. We had a super long chat till 4am with topics ranging from myths to conspiracies to the universe, aliens, flying people, inventions, partnerships, product making, and then being rich and carefree. Nice nice.
Went for my last day of school for the week on Thursday at 11am all the way till evening. I think it was fun. I participated in planning for National day's celebration in class as if I will not be absent. Hah. Got back and changed. Went Bugis to watch Hangover. Had a short meet up with (the splitting) 9 o'clock before heading back to rest my exhausted body.
Slept in on Friday. Headed straight to Oplus when wake, and left at around 3am. Watched Where got ghost after that with jh, pz, slyvia. I didn't dare to be home after the movie so I went over to jh's to see him pack his stuff for his biking while waiting for the sun to be out.
On Saturday, I had Billy bombers for brunchner (breakfast+lunch+dinner) and conveniently sent my long faulty phone for repair. Saw OmniaII at the samsung shop and it's so preeeeeetty! Went off to Oplus after that. Cliques were there too. I bet all of us had a great time celebrating ky's birthday.
Today, Sunday, I was at Oplus again. I spoilt my belt and my bracelet while on my way :( Met a few new friends. Had a few nice talks. I was enlightened specifically by 2 person who are double my age. One of them failed A levels and went on to get only a basic diploma and another had a good NBA. Ironically, the one with diploma is currently earning more than the latter from VJC. They told me a whole lot of stuffs. They made me think.
We plan to meet for picnic tomorrow on Monday at Marina Barrage. But since Sam's got work, I think we'd just be hanging out. Hope I don't oversleep!
Have no fear;
for Fear makes us vulnerable.
But if thought is to become the possession of many, not the privilege of the few, we must eradicate fear. It is fear that holds men back - fear that their cherished beliefs should prove delusions, fear that the institutions by which they live should prove harmful, fear that they themselves should prove less worthy of respect than they have supposed themselves to be so.
But it's even harder to stop when you know that it's everything you've always wanted.