Love Can Kill You

    This is a post valentine rant. I started loving when I was young, YOUNG. My mom taught me how to love - love the people around me, the nature I get and I got, and some other darn things. I was loved, yeah I agree with that. There wasn’t a problem then when I was a small kid, but when I encountered schooling, my life changed. There was something deep happened, something I wished I have never encountered my whole life - infantuation (who invented this shit anyway? capital F, capital F to you!). I remembered my first kiss, first crush, and other firsts..

    When I was in highschool, things get so crazy. It wasn’t infantuation, it was more serious than that. I cry with the song One Last Cry everyday just because of a girl who dumped me. It was after that that I started being bitter about life, that people around me cries when I tell them what I wanna say, that pessimism is more glorious than god. I dunno but most people say that I have an attitude far different from the norms (Blame it to LOVE you aholes!). This is me now and you cannot change me, I am the one holding my discernment not you gadamit. Before I am very persistent to get a gorgeous but now, I’m satisfied with my life with the significant othres I have beside me. You see me happy everyday alright, but deep inside, I bleed. To all beaches who seem to be not worthy of your time, break up with them. They are nothing more than a god of themselves, or they’re just trying to be god just because his or her life is damfak that they tend to make another life more miserable than theirs. For now, I am satisfied. I guess I will have to wait for LOVE to come my way, and see the bright lights L has to offer. Be not afraid to bleed its the way life goes, be confident that behind the storm the sun is still shining.