What’s worse, is it the thought of failure in life, lost love, no love or no life? Sometimes I think the worst thing in this world is hating oneself, because with that as ones motivation and emotion and self realization being the most powerful things in life – one can really mess things up.
I wonder what the world would be like if we never worried or worry was not apart of our daily lives. It almost seems that worrying is what makes our existance. There is nothing that we do that is not base on worry. Everything in life must depend on worry – only perhaps the degrees …
What hurts the most is leaving people behind. How I feel infected by this need to do so – pretending that it must be so and I believe it. Maybe somehow I’ll find out what it means to keep things,
Sometimes I wonder what let’s me down the most, thinking with my head or thinking with my heart? Thinking with my heart makes me feel alive and it drives me to the unknown but for this the price is pain. Thinking with my head separates me from the world, removes my instincts yet makes me …
My whole life I’ve tried to preempt what people are thinking or want and now I’m thinking that people decisions are their own and I should just see what happens in each instance and try nit predict.
I find it incredibly difficult to relate sometimes to people. Most times they feel diffirent to the ways I feel and sometimes this makes it difficult for me to understand why they think or say the sings they do. It confuses me because it seems to me that they know it shouldn’t. How can I …
Sometimes I’m oblivious. At times my mind is blind and my thoughts cannot see. So innocent though and how so disasterous. Sometimes I cannot read certain pages of this book called life, it is as though they are written some in diffirent languages that I cannot read – only a few pages on do I …
We are so lucky to be alive, we so take it for granted. It’s truely wonderful. And it’s wonderful to be young.
The biggest thing I have to protect is my well being, my heart, independance and feelings.
Sometimes things just happen, and for a long time my opinion about it has changed many times. I cannot give you the answer to the question that has been with me my whole life : do we have a destiny? Sometimes someone hands you a card on the Saturday before Easter sunday to goto church, …