I'm addicted to tic tac recently. Pouring the whole box into my mouth when I don't have chocolate to wash away my frustrations, ignoring the fact that it's fattening and will cause tooth decay.
Finally I have one left and keep it in the lowest drawer, not wanting to finish it. Just because I think that finishing something means ending it.
Often, we don't like to reveal ourselves, or say out the truth. Telling the truth won't change anything that happens. Neither get any trust from them. And we only blog when we have something to say. A shout out. Then we feel kind of funny and shy when someone reads it infront of you. Because that means your heart is exposed. Exposed too frankly and bare.
Sometimes I realise I'm already grown up when I wanted to grow up. I don't care much about what others think. Just because I don't even know what can I do with what I want. I always thought I know what I want. And I am still certain with what I want. But now I can't find the passion to continue doing it. I have lost track.
I just don't want to disappoint myself anymore. So I smile and continue walking.
Because disappointing myself means disappointing the whole world of mine.
2 comments:
Sometimes, it's good to end something.This doesn't mean that the happenings is going to finished, but the beginning of the new events.Just finish your last tic-tac and get a new one, with a new brand. You will find the different taste.
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I think that this blog is really the truth. Even if somehow don't want anyone to know the truth, it still comes out, in one way or the other. And that's healthy, or else you would go mad with only the thoughts stuck in your head.
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