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segunda-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2015

Perfect Life


Why is my life so perfect? No problems, at all.
I have nothing to worry about, nothing hurts me. Nothing.

    Do you know why? Because you are so self centered with your own problems and trials that you forget people around you are going through different challenges, facing different disappointments, and having to fight different beasts to get moving forwards with their lives. You have no clue how life affects them because you don’t ask, I guess you just don’t want to know…
Good or bad, people are different, and they react to trials differently as well; however, my problem will be always big for me: so big that I’d wish I wouldn’t have to be going through it — we don’t have a choice, except face them.
Don’t judge others, their problems are really big for them.

    Sometimes it hurts, so bad... but I don’t want you worrying about it. Sometimes I doubt myself. I am weak, that I can be broken with words. Sometimes I cried, alone, in my room. But I would never tell you that. And you would never know.
It wouldn’t matter, my life is still perfect, and your problems are too big for you to notice how life is hard and not fair to either one of us.
    My secret to have a perfect life: I try looking for beauty in the world, I keep smiling — and that I can show you. Sometimes I like pretending my life is perfect. At least when I am pretending, it is.



domingo, 8 de fevereiro de 2015

Realidade

"Eu que tenho que dividir nosso segredo sozinha, eu que tenho que lidar com a tempestade dentro de mim. Do que eu quero, do que queria, do que eu tinha, do que eu perdi, do que eu sonhei, e do meu pesadelo... e aceitar a minha realidade me abrindo pra todas oportunidades que se abrem na minha frente. A vida tem sido mais doce comigo, e eu aprecio o que me é apresentado. Que continue sendo doce, e que eu aprenda como lidar com tudo isso."