Three more on the list.

Well, that escalated quickly.

It's that time of the year again. I may have to consult my old friend, the GoW. She's been around for about 12 years, maybe more. She used to tell me the truth about life and about myself. There's many things I wouldn't have learnt if it weren't for her. And now she seems to be gone and I cannot find her around. Maybe that's because the fun part is about to end now. I'm turning 25 and so I'm not safe any more. These are the days I might die. No more protection.
A ten years younger version of me would kill me right away. I haven't achieved a thing and now I'm telling myself that it's not about achievement. How easy of me to say. Unfortunately, this doesn't work for the more important issues. So death has to be taken into consideration and when the day comes that I cannot take any more, I shall go. There's another lesson to be spread first, though: An unbreakable heart is not worth having. Cheers.

It's always darkest before the dawn.

It's always darkest before the dawn.

Sometimes, change happens when we least expect it. Like this time, when I was still so broken-hearted and devastated about the things that happened to me the past few weeks. Suddenly, after the worst encounter ever, there comes someone who seems to be what I've been searching for all the time. The most considerate, adorable one and a person who I might soon learn to love with all my heart. Although I've grown cautious over the years, this might just be it. I can't wait to be with him again. No matter how sad and hurt I am, the thought of him near me just brightens up my darkest moments. Now I'm just trying to be patient enough. Keep your fingers crossed.

Just remember that nothing's made to last

That too will pass.

Life is swaying me. Falling in and out of love, constantly, spontaneously. Something is missing. It might be real, genuine love. I must allow myself to let things pass, and most of all, time. Making out with three people in just one week is not a good idea when you're not sure where to put your emotions. Especially when you then decide to give a little bit of them to each of those. Several pieces of my heart broke, the great sadness came back and now I'm thriving. How invigorating the experience of an upcoming evolving can be, and how paradoxical that is! I keep those sharp blades in my nightstand, just in case. I know they still are what makes me feel most alive.