I just realized how badly have my command in English has suffered lately. I am unable to remember certain spelling and I think I am starting to have problem with forming my sentences. I believe that it is a sign of bad company and my recent lack of writing. An empty blog equals to an empty mind and a declining vocabulary.
I seemed to neglect the fact that writing calms me down and puts me in perspective in any situation. The years of experience, did not remind me to return to this supposed sanctuary. Although, I have to admit that there are a lot of changes to the way I write, in some as a form of improvement, the rest, a regretful decline.
Hello, little sad corner that was aptly named at one point of my life. Forgive me for my absence. Only you that welcomed me with open arms, every single time. Thank you. I guess acceptance runs low in any society. Is this really the way things are or am I just cursed?
Somehow, Lily Allen’s Littlest Things seems rather fitting at the moment. Strange turn of events.
You see, I was actually very happy last night. I had just received well wishes from old friends regarding a supposed plan. Unconventional as I may be, it works for me.
However, now I can’t really explain about how I feel now. Is it possible that the person I fall for is showing his true color? Are things really too good to be true? Why do good things fade? Am I wrong to seek for consistency? Am I wrong to look for certain indicators before making my decision?
Scary questions. Am I really searching for answers or am I too scared to confront something I already know deep inside?
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