Sunday, October 16, 2005 The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.I feel so empty. The subtlety of the very wise; The flexibility of the child; The sensitivity of the artist; The understanding of the philosopher; The acceptance of the saint; The tolerance of the scholar; And the fortitude of the certain. I think I lack everything don't I? Most girls just come and go, rarely will one stay long. Should I be naive or should I be fickle? Naive in the sense of holding on for every girl that comes along and fickle in the sense of letting go whenever I'm not in the mood for their bullshits. I guess we'll never know. We fall down to learn pick ourselves up. I screw up in everything for what reason? To be made an example of being a fool under the mercy of the heavens and fates? I hate smiling just to pretend I'm not hurt. Still, I wanna be remembered as the guy who always smiled, and the one who could always brighten your day; even when he couldn't brighten his own. Because that's what I am; a free day-brightener-own-day-screwederer. Not that I'm complaining. I still feel I've sinned when I think of the past. I just hate the job, that's all. Maybe it's just karma. Make people happy even at the expense of your own happiness. Well, I've come to the end of a depressing entry. A little faith brightens a rainy day. |
he thought he was superman; |
aoi's design from SCRATCH 2004
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