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“ This Too, Shall Pass ”
coming clean
Friday, April 23, 2010 | 12:46 am



just nod your head if your mind's been changed. shake it, love, if some hope remains. just say the word and of course i'll stay, roll your eyes and i'll go away. just please don't leave me guessing.


for the past few nights, i couldn't bare with it. one after another, it'll never stop. these eyebrows shall stay at frowning one day. it made me cry, made me stare into the blank wall, it made my self esteem vanish into thin air. i felt like exploding. i felt like a loser. i just hope in a few days i'll get over it by myself. because i am the only person who could conquer myself.

work has really expanded my patience. the more i spend time trying to change someone, the more i see myself getting the willingness to endure all types of behavior. what i give is definitely what i'll get back.

being rude always has it's price.