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Ironic how my life revolves around coffee the most and then you.
The end of a beginning. Countless people lost their track of hope and came back to wander in despair. Hope that December left us; Despair that Fate gave us. Rings that fell on that path and the necklaces that lost their pendants. With all the misery and grief, the beginning ends here. Beginnings or Januarys shouldn't be so cruel. Januarys are supposed to be... joyful.
I stopped questioning when I saw people go blank about something very silly or when I would ask a silly question they would get serious about it. I stopped when I saw people having a hard time answering my question and they start murmuring instead, just to break the silence. Because silence makes it way more awkward. Some questions aren't meant to be asked. It can pierce through their hearts. I stopped questioning. I really stopped. I am just listening. I am a mere-ordinary listener. I still care but I don't question anymore.
I am officially at a point where I don't care about anything or anyone. I think Januarys are like that. Like who cares about the beginning when they are gonna have a happy ending at last. But then it may not be a happy one. 'Cause Decembers are never happy, they are brutally sad.
What if I die tomorrow how much are you willing to mourn? What if I get distant how much are you willing to fight me? Nevertheless, how much are you willing to love?
People don't understand how the concept of not settling for less has made them ungrateful and their lives miserable. Try settling for less, you'll be much more happier.
How do people say that death is better than life? How can they judge life when they haven't experienced death? How do they tell others that the only escape from their sufferings is death? How do they know that death is less than a severe affliction?
• I like when my shoes touch the road when I walk alone or when I look forward to the upcoming tree that I'll soon pass and when I crush the fallen leaves, the sound is so satisfying. I like to keep tossing the caps of bottles as long as I can. & I always look down when I walk. I like roads when no one's around.
There are times when everything feels pointless and useless. & to go through those times is worse but to survive is even the worst. No matter how much joy comes after that. The way it made you feel will always stay in you. You'll get bashed by those memories unexpectedly anytime and anywhere.
• This is very thrilling but like every single thing gets better. No matter how much we ache about it or we have suffered. There always come a point when we are okay, we are fine. It's like not anything gets but we get used to them.
So when I die don't bring me your tears or the soft petals of flowers, for I would more like to have your smile which shows the tiny dimple at the corner of your lips and a cold look from you that says, "I haven't made you a cup of coffee yet. You can't leave without having it."
• To the skies, the stars, the clouds, the thunders, the airplanes flying high, the sun, the moon and above all the dawns thank you for existing and being my peace. <3
Gireif... it surely is the greatest emotion of all.
I am always losing, losing time, losing things that are close to me, losing friends, losing someone who was always there for me, losing someone for whom I was always there, losing the ones I look upto, losing the ones who looked upto me and in the end losing myself. That's how- i got addicted to the losing game.
I am always losing, losing time, losing things that are close to me, losing friends, losing someone who was always there for me, losing someone for whom I was always there, losing the ones I look upto, losing the ones who looked upto me and in the end losing myself. That's how- i got addicted to the losing game.
Park jae eon is driving me crazyyyyy. X)
My mondays were wonderful because of Doom at your service. I'll miss this drama alot. :'(