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GermaineCYS, '94

"If you get tired, learn to rest not quit."

when life doesn't give u flowers.
Thursday, January 28, 2016, 7:09 AM
growing up, i've always believed in this, that "there will always be a somebody for someone."
no matter how the person is externally and internally, there will be someone that really love them out there.

and i hope i do.

and now grown up, i've spent too much of my youth on people that aren't worth my time.
definitely, they used to be my whole world at one point. It was because i love so selflessly despite what people say and still unable to prove anyone wrong.

Confidence and hope are the two things that is slowly dissipating from my life.
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there will always be a part of someone, that is sad, no matter how bad or great their day went.
how life can just etch the deepest scars into our minds that only time can erase.
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On some days, i get so sick of humans.
In my daily regime, what i am experiencing...
Humans are just selfish and self centered creatures that doesn't give a fuck, it always goes like this " its either you disappoint the world, or the world disappoints you."
It's only the really small percentage of people out there that really keep my faith in humanity restored.

to be honest, i am not going to know how the rest of my life is going to turn out.
but i know, if i have the ability to make the best out of it, i wouldn't with any chance ruin it with my bare hands.

but just what are the chances?
my life is definitely not what i pictured it to be.
perhaps it was because i fucked up. I always do.


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