Some people say, No money no honey, TRUE, some say, happiness is the gift of life, TRUE.
but somehow, when some people say those 3 words with 8 letters all, its kinda not. This post is all about this season.
singapores wetting and most heart breaking one ever. with now like, 12 breakups in my circle of friends.
what can seperate your thoughts now from right and wrong, when everything around you crashes and falls.
what more is there to do?
but yet again, the world works in mysterious ways, its like how i know that everything is gonna be alright.
and that i am destined for greatness,( i am not being cocky now, but really, i do feel like im destined for greatness)
soul of an artist, hands of a master craftsman. i cant help but think that we are the misery of our own demise, or joyfulness of our own feelings.
we are who we are. and we attract what we feel and think, thus something like "The Secret: The Law Of Attraction."
get what you feel and all, this "law" is the best thing in the world.
Right now, im feeling like crap, sick and all. Pouring deep emotions all, as people would say. this post is getting jumpy.
from here to there and all, getting lost just seems so easy in words.
1:16 AM
Friday, November 07, 2008
