Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting around for somebody to give you flowers"
Tuesday, November 30, 2010 || 8:45 AM
Everybody has an overload of things spiraling through their heads, making it a clutter, a clutter of mess, a shithole filled with bits& pieces of "maybe it matters" & "it matters" & "it really matters" & "im affected", "i'm quite affected", "im bloody affected". Everybody's humans, messes will clear and declutter themselves with time, and after some time, you will start to look back and laugh at whatever you're worrying about now because this is sooooo insignificant " what was i thinking about ?!"But right now, time time and day this very second as i'm typing this i know good things come and good things go, bad things occur all the time and complaning and whining is the loser's way out. I wished...
.....Wishes dont really come true anyway i tried once at the fountain it came true but the other 2 it didn't, i probably shouldnt have told the rest my wish came true because the godly powers heard me boasting about it, and took away my bleak fortune which lasted for abit. I should have held on to my tiny little secret a little harder, i shouldnt have let it slip off my mouth so easily. That's the thing about me. Things slip by too easily.