Why is it so hard to change what I hate?
To become someone different but still okay.
Why do I always blame myself?
Never point the finger at anyone else.
How do I go on every day?
Without giving up, losing faith.
Is there a secret I don’t know?
Some sort of shortcut to take.
Have I ever seen a miracle?
I memorized these mirages though.
I made memories,
and I’m not sorry.
If given the chance,
I’d do it again.
But I will cherish
those few seconds
because I found my faith
in the most unexpected place.
I have trust issues.
If a person can’t keep their word, I find it hard to put my faith in them. So it’s hard for people to gain my trust but easy to lose it.
I get it. People make mistakes. We’re human after all. But I’m awful at forgiving others. For my own sake, I should.
I hate when people lie to my face or make a promise and break it. Then again, I’m a hypocrite. I wouldn’t want anyone to betray or backstab me, especially someone I trust.
As I get older, the circle of individuals I trust gets smaller and smaller. Which is fine with me honestly. It saves a lot of time.
I’m not an easy person to impress. I can’t even impress myself. It’s a blessing and a curse, let me tell you. I also get disappointed easily because I hold high expectations. Some days, I hold myself to a standard that drives me insane.
We can’t pick family, but at least we can pick friends.
I love fictional characters because they’ll never not be there for you. Maybe one day I’ll find a real human being I trust completely.
In short, I trust like two people.
Something happened today that restored my faith in humanity. Well, in 0.0001 percent of humanity.
Actually a lot of things happened. I’d be here all night if I tried to describe my day in detail.
So you’re going to have to deal with my vagueness and the fact that you’ll probably want answers to questions but won’t get them.
I just want to thank the kind lady who was so generous. To me of all people. I’m a bad person. I don’t deserve good deeds to happen to me.
I don’t really mean that…
Anyway I’m writing this as a way of saying I’m beyond grateful. For her. For you. For everyone who helped me in some way, however small. I’m here because others helped get me here.
I didn’t get a chance to express my gratitude beyond saying two words.
Sometimes a “thank you” just doesn’t cut it.
As much as I love words, they don’t always do justice to my feelings.
Life is too short…to stay mad.
Life is too short…to give in.
Life is too short…to lose faith.
Life is too short…to hold back.
Life is too short…to play safe.
Life is too short…to avoid love.
Life is too short…to recall pain.
Life is too short…to hate yourself.
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