Words. Words. Words. What do I want to say? What do I want to hear? What do I want to listen to? What do I want to conceal? But really, of all these desires, what do I need?
We're living in a world where we aim to please, as they say. But does this justify the lies we utter in order to please others? Does this justify the pain after knowing we have just been fooled by these words? I don't know....
Monday, July 30, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Running away is never a solution. . .
I've been sick for 3 days and it feels like I'm trying to escape from my so-called "school responsibilities." Good or bad? Thumbs up or down? Yay or nyay?
One thing's for sure: I didn't want this in the first place. Who would want this fucking amoebiasis? :( And now I have already missed 2 lessons from my major subject. And I swore that the moment I feel better, real better, I'd really work...