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Maybe we like the pain. Maybe we're wired that way. Because without it, I don't know; maybe we just wouldn't feel real. What's that saying? Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.” - Grey's Anatomy Season 1

Maybe this is what 32 feels like. It feels like not wanting to take crap from men who couldn't make up their minds or couldn't figure out what their hearts want. It feels like not wasting tears. It feels like no longer wanting to ask questions that may never be answered (or that has answers that you don't want to accept). It feels like knowing when to quit. It feels like accepting the things that will never be.

I always say, if it's too complicated, then it was probably never meant to be. Love should be simple. Love should be easy. Love should come naturally.

Love is also mutual. When someone can't even find it in his heart to commit to you, but he can find time to call you whenever he feels down, or keep you awake at night because he feels lonely, or kiss or hug you whenever he feels cold, that's not mutual. But it's very convenient. For the guy.

And being 32 feels like banging your head to the wall, until you wake up, and learn to say "enough" and move on. Because you are not worth this crap.

But I guess you already know that. Now I hope you won't wait until you're 32 to do something about it.






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