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Never meant to be.. and my words speak of only devastation.
Thank you for being there for me. Those 9 years of our life, may perhaps be the best or worst memories in our life.
Because of your resistance to change, this is the price we all have to pay.
I hope you don’t regret this forever…
Surely but slowly, later…
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at the eleventh hour
school starting tomorrow and i hope this better be one of the wisest choices i’ve made. i need the perseverance and resilience to achieve my lifetime dream and it proves to be challenging what with work, baby, family, the husband and the never-ending household chores. mannn.. i am so messed up!
and what is even more messed up? me blogging at 11pm! i should be going to sleep. i have to wake up in the middle of the night to feed the babbbyy…
and seriously my writing reeks. i realised that when i was typing an email the other day i was at a lost for words. i couldn’t string my thoughts into proper sentences and i failed miserably to choose the correct words to convey my message. the receiving party got confused with the shit i typed.
okkkkk….. i need to read.. i need to prepare..
school school… 7 - 10, better than 7-11 i hope
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YEAHNESS OR WHAT!
I shouldn’t probably be happy about him going away but really I am happy. EXTREMELY ELATED BECAUSE THAT LEAVES ME WITH MORE FREE TIME. I CAN WAKE UP LATE AND YEAH SPEND MORE TIME OUTSIDE!!! WOOHOO!!
School starts next week and I am looking forward to it. There are so many things that I am gonna do this and next week and it makes me HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!
Not that I don’t give a shit about you but errmm I realised giving too much of me to you ends up in the drain anyway. SO HECK YOU!
WOOHOO!!
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”Someone will always catch you when you fall, and it won’t be who you thought it would be. The people that love you most might watch you fall, wait, and congratulate you when you find your own way back up. This doesn’t mean they love you less. They just know you’re stronger than you give yourself credit for.
(via poeticheartache)
True indeed!
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”All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful, for Mrs. Darling put her hand to her heart and cried, “Oh, why can’t you remain like this for ever!” This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up. You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie
(via pocahaunted) (via mypeterpancomplex) (via lenihasablog) (via ambivalence) (via pinkeezy) (via libraryland) (via booktumbling) (via ballroompink) (via a-thousand-words) -
”She’s finally accepted the changes, realizing nothing can be the same anymore. But she’s keeping her strength up; she’s willing to try her best to never look back.
(via and-i-quote, poeticheartache)
