只有我了解这幸福感觉
美得值得去付出一切
能够遇见你 认识你 喜欢你 爱上你
感谢我每滴眼泪
只有你明白我有多珍贵
好得值得你为我改变
请你继续温柔交换我灿烂笑容 一天一天. 到永远那一天
People only look for things they want to see. They judge other people based on their expectations and belittle them for lacking those expectations. People need to realize that nobody lives to impress, and for those do live to impress don’t go far.
Appearance can only count so much, but what completes the package is personality. If you fail to see that, then you’ll fail miserably at keeping relationships. Whether it’s your significant other, your friends, your family, whatever; because you don’t deserve to have them unless you understand that.
I don’t care how much you judge me. You can base my personality on my text posts and base the amount of vanity I have on the innumerable count of pictures I put up.
If you don’t know me in person, you don’t know anything. The majority of you shits on Tumblr always talking smack here acting like you know everything about me because you read/see or even hear rumors. Bringing up my past isn’t going to do much, I’ve learned from it. Picking at my flaws won’t do much either, because I’m already fucking aware of them.
I will stand up for myself, but I will also stand corrected if I’m wrong. But if you’re going to belittle me out of the blue, don’t expect me to take shit from you.
I am guilty of using this too many times when I’m upset or angry as an excuse to make a dramatic exit and at the same time hope for them to run after me. It makes me feel better knowing they just want to be there for me whether or not they understand.
I’ve wanted to do it. I’ve tried to do it. And still, I’m not afraid of facing it. Death — to take me away from all of this hell. I thought that taking my own life will eliminate everything; I thought that it will remove all of the hurt, the endless endeavours… everything. But you know, I’ve learned a lot and realized that it’s not worth it. Suicide… will never resolve anything.
Feeling something is better than feeling nothing. You may think that there’s nothing else to be living for, but how would you know? Don’t forget the ones who care. Even if it’s just one person. That one person will always be the one to love you unconditionally.
You can sometimes feel worthless. Sometimes feel like you’re just a waste of space. That’s life. But what life also includes is success. It doesn’t deny it. There’s always a chance. A chance for you to get back up on your feet. A chance for you to change the things you want to change. It doesn’t matter what, there’s always that one opportunity for you to find the right path.
It may not be soon, but patience is virtue.
Don’t belittle me and think that you’re better when you can’t prove it yourself. Your words are meaningless in every way possible so don’t think that it’ll affect me at all. Besides, if you don’t have the courage to say it directly to my face, by all means, keep saying shit behind my back. Or keep talking shit to other people.
I don’t have the power to stop you. Nor will I even bother. Because I know the truth. I don’t need to prove my own worth because of idiots believing in lies and rumors.
As much as you won’t admit it, you hurt yourself more than anyone else has. Don’t lie, after every break-up, every argument you’ve had with anybody, after failing, you somehow think of other things to make your situation worse. You try to push yourself to your limits. You believe that by doing this, people will notice and you will get the attention and pity you desire. But it doesn’t happen, then the thought of “nobody gives a shit” comes to mind. You realize that what you’re doing is backfiring but you continue to inflict more pain on yourself.
Don’t be so hard on yourself, because you’re so much better than you think.
There’s always that one moment when you feel like you’re done, but as soon as you get up, you know it’s going to come out after another step.
So you’re sitting there for half an hour until you shit every single organ from your body until you feel free. You left your cellphone, your iPod, your DS, your whatever to keep you occupied in the other room, so all you can do is just sit there on the toilet and sulk and at the same time feel the sensation of watery-pooh.
Don’t deny it, you feel great right after. You’ve taken the greatest shit of your life and you’re fucking proud of it.
About this controversial subject about IC and Kony. I’m not going to judge your decision whether you support the campaign or not. It’s entirely in your discretion whether you give your money or not.
I’m just a bit angry how a majority of individuals especially those attending high school are so easily persuaded because of one video and flashy advertisements. The media knows who and how to target the youth because they know that the youth are more susceptible to this kind of misleading information.
I mean it’s great that you feel empathy about what’s going on, but know how to approach a situation when or if you want to help. I’m not saying donating money is wrong, but you have to know who you’re giving your money to, and where it’s going. Don’t be a horse with blinders on and only see what’s in front of you.
For me, personally, I only donate already purchased products. Canned foods, and clothing and whatever. That’s when I know it’s going to somebody else who needs it and it’ll be consumed and used properly without me worrying. If money is the only donation they’re asking, I’d donate only to an already well-known and trusted charity, not some experimental campaign. But that’s just me.
-shrug-
