#123. for now, be happy.

#122. Happy birthday.

I turn 22.
and I guess I can't ask for anymore.
I should just be thankful I get to be alive yet another year.

but then again, I am not very much myself right now.
:(

Happy Birthday.
xx

#121. Think

Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year’s course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word ‘happy’ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.

The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.

To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.

and I will be able to do anything to make it right for me, for you, for us.

#120. reminder

Ridiculous how my post ends up in drafts or just deleted.

today, I don't feel to good and this serve as a reminder that i made it thru today.

and I'll make it thru any other day.

#119. my reason.

He is not a drug to which I am addicted. He is not my heart nor my hemoglobin nor the oxygen it transports. He is not someone without whom I could not survive. However, I would certainly go thru withdrawals should he leave, have difficulties coaxing my broken heart to beat and be far less lively in the wake of his absence.