I want to get rid my memory. Now and until then.
If can…let it be since I’m in my kindergarten. I want to remember nothing since I’m at that age. That was cruel of me to do something like that to myself. I don’t know why am I, at that age but know and have knowledge that I shouldn’t gather as a kid. It is not really bad as for a kid to know it during that time but as the time pass, I’m getting older and without realize it, the memory come alive as it just happen yesterday and will continue to happen. I don’t know as if for this memory are making me, who am I now. Lack of confidence, shy?, wandering in deep thought, less efficient…lots to say but difficult to write.
Because we are binding to the past, we can’t straighten our mind to move forward for better day…wonderful moment…creating nice memory…and treasure it.
Can we forget our past? Of Course can if we choose to…
If we can’t forget it, that will be the most powerful pain we ever felt and…right this moment, we will be lonely. Thinking that no one can be…want to be our friends. Everything we do as it is all wrong.
Can move forward?
Our HEART know the answer…
So many days left before the final exam and before I can go back home. Its so boring here and think about study only, it really can make me crazy all over heh…heh…heh… So lets see if I can make some fun with this story and PRETEND to be like an author a little bit heh…heh…heh…
I don’t know what’s so wrong about me. Do I have animals instincts or what. Can tell what others think about me?? It’s look like impossible but possible for me…I think. I can’t look through their eyes because there are something in their eyes that I don’t like. I feel something that other people won’t understand it. The eyes that looks like it tell me to go away. The eyes that don’t like me. The eyes that don’t want to talk to me. The eyes that looks like they know all my secret. The eyes that make me scare to make an eye contact. It sweep all my confident. Why do they need to show me that’s eyes. I don’t want it. I hate it. Please! tell me directly if I’m doing wrong BUT don’t give me that freak eyes. Is so scary. How long I need to burden with this feeling. Nobody seems to understand me. It so tired to be alone in a maize where it can make you crazy and make you to kill yourself. Interaction with people really hard and it almost cause all my life for it.
Don’t Don’t Don’t!!! Please Go!!! Don’t can to me, Don’t talk to me with that eyes of yours. There are no sincerity. I can’t feel it. Your sincere. I’m sorry. And…Please GO!
How long I need to be liked this? Can somebody help me??
It is a curse, isn’t?
This picture is taken from Google.
I’m just finish watching Skip Beat and I’m fall in love with it. Since me too never find a true love, it make me think what kind of person i’ll meet in future and how does it feel actually..How hat it feel to be in love with person that truly love ourselves?myself? That can accept my everything?! Is it that wonderful and important as portray by the characters? And most importantly, I really don’t know how does love feel…
~ OUR BRAIN ~
Henry Ford famously said: “Whether you think that you can, or that you can’t, you are usually right.”
He was telling the world that…
We’re only limited by our thoughts.