#meaningofhappiness

[hennapaste]

Lalu bagaimana jika semua yang kau jalani ternyata tidak membuatmu bahagia? Lalu apa? Apa lagi yang kau cari jika semua yang kau inginkan sudah kau dapatkan? Mungkinkah itu kebahagiaan semu?

Lalu kemana? Kemana kebahagiaan sejati bersembunyi?

Tanya hatimu, inikah yang kau inginkan? Sebatas inikah tujuanmu? Inikah akhir dari kebahagiaanmu?

[only-think-about-you]

[because--meaning-blog]

Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.

Thomas Merton

[poemstoletters]

Mentiría si te dijera que quizás no encuentres a alguien como yo. Es que eres tan tranquilo, relajado e infalible que la vida no valdría la pena si escoges a alguien como tu. Necesitas a alguien a quien puedas sacar de las llamas, a quien tengas que sanar y sobre todo llenar con lo que siempre va a faltar. Y créeme, deseo verte feliz.

M.S.

[malsmeaningoflife-blog]

Blog?

Whatever happened to the good ol fashioned blog. Attention spans keep getting shorter and shorter I guess. I can’t really be one to judge though, that’d be hypocritical. But anyways, back to the blog. I’m not a traditional writer or anything of the sort, I’m actually an engineering major with a passion for philosophy and the like. So pardon my incorrect everything. I’m not perfect.

Turns out no one is perfect, no matter how many times people say it to their significant others it makes me cringe to hear it. Yes it’s just a word but behind it lies so much. For me, when I hear perfect I recoil. I sweat. It’s worst than the worst curse word. Why?

Because now I’m held to an unreachable standard, you see me as having done no wrong, no bad days, no mistakes. I’m human, I fuck up. I’ve failed more times than I can count, I’ve cried way too many tears to measure, I am far from perfect and that’s who I want to be.

I’m tired of pretending to be something I’m not. I want to mess up and not worry so much and do things simply because I WANT TO. I want to be happy to be me.