Patience? Is it really a virtue? Or a defense? I do not know.
I don't care for the truth because it comes in ugly packages. Andits scary. Besides everyone always knows the truth anyway. They just choose to ignore it. Because it seldom does any good…..

Sometimes we make stories about our lives and keep believing them until these stories become a reality . till all our senses, our thinking, our existence get infiltrated. we only realize too late, and sometimes, we do not realize at all.

Should i be ashamed? of having loved recklessly. or having recklessly named lust as love…? I do not know. I am confused. But I do know this… I am what I am. Because of all who came before him. Because of him… And I will be who I will be because of all those who might be coming after him….

The other day it rained… I sat outside and let it fall on my face…no hesitation to stay dry… I looked down and saw a rock
and toss into the dark brown puddle that had formed from the rain... Watch the ripples…. And see the surface getting quite again… Life is like that…


"Love is just like having a relationship with fireWhy couldn't you understand that it would only sting you laterWhat happened to me? where were my senses?Why did I ever love the one who would never love me back…"

Songs… they sometimes just spell out the words in your head and in your heart…