mystery♥.
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dream like dreamers do♥.
in my ears .
just another crush♥.
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And speak in a language you can understand.
" is a photodiary I've decided to initiate, compiling day to day events with a snapshot of a moment of the day.
snapshot of a minute in my life, that caught my eye, with a caption of sorts, either explaining the picture or describing my emotions.
I have been told that I never really open up myself to others, and more often than not, I leave people wondering what I truly feel or giving them confusing signals.
Thus, this photodiary, is in a sense, a window to my head.
All my thoughts, my emotions, everything I usually keep out-of-sight, will be put under here, other then my regular blog posts, which are usually not very informative.
Welcome, to the chaos and mess in my head.
I hope you'd find something that speaks to you, whether to pull you through something difficult, or to relate to.
Pieces of the Puzzle
Saturday, 2 November 2013
We tried running away from each other but we always ended up coming back to each other. We can't seem to stay away from each other. But that could be just a one-sided thing on my part. Lately everything seems so one-sided that I'm getting tired.
We have all the pieces of the puzzle but the pieces don't seem to fit, so we sit around wondering if we really do have the all the pieces or if they got mixed up with another puzzle.
This shouldn't be so confusing. All the questions and pain should have stopped. But they haven't. And it means that something's wrong somewhere. Makes me question where did it go wrong. Makes me question if I'm the one who's doing something wrong.
What's worse is knowing where this would go if it continues on like that. But I don't know what's wrong, so I don't know how to fix things. Are we really better when we're together? Or is it just things seem to fall apart whenever they are in my hands?
Have I paid my dues, or is there still hell to pay, that's why it's still so broken up?
Maybe we got complacent and started taking each other for granted. Maybe we're afraid of getting hurt and chose to hide instead. And when we realise we've hurt each other, we come running back apologising. But apologies aren't worth anything unless we make good on our words. Apologies don't start and end with "I'm sorry". Apologies only start with "I'm sorry". They only end when you've made things right.
Everything's driving me mad that I feel like being immature about everything. God knows Igg and I talked about this and we both agreed that it's childish but that's what happens when people get hurt by the ones they care about. We're all only human.
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