A secret isn't something that we keep to ourselves, it's just something that no one has asked about yet.
A lie is the make-up that we use to cover up the truth and keep it from revealing the reality that is.
"Some people may have to fade away, but it'll get better."
People don't fade away, they don't just evaporate into thin air.
You can't get rid of them.
You can merely choose to live without them, by separating your ties from them.
Halting all communication on your end and allowing theirs to die off and wither away slowly.
Like a flower.
Beautiful when first plucked, yet it slowly begins to loose its petals and leaves until there is nothing left.
You can stop talking to someone, but that doesn't mean that they will stop thinking about you.
What's the point of starting something if you never finish it?
Life takes us down many paths, some we're never meant to travel and some we were meant to.
Life is funny like that.
But I believe that no matter what happens, there is never such a thing that will truly "waste your time".
We all learn from things, all things.
Whether it's playing a new card game or making a new friend.
You can learn something new from even the most unlikely of places.
Learning equals growth, growth equals maturity.
I hate growing up.
Sometimes you have to look past the clouds to see the sunshine.
And sometimes, the sun isn't shining.
But that's okay.
Or maybe, it's not.
But the sun can't help but hide away some things, it's not her fault.
We all have something to hide.
We all have, secrets.
So, what are you going to ask about today?
Anywho, onto other matters.
So this is one of my rather "iffy" blogs. I guess I didn't really know where I was going with this. Or even what I was hoping to accomplish by writing these thoughts down.
I just felt compelled to get out of bed and write down what I was thinking.
I wanted to.
I had to.
It's as simple as that, I suppose.
Either way, there's nothing wrong with it.
It's not like anyone reads this stuff anyway.
Maybe...maybe I should write more often.
For my own benefit.
I feel a bit better now that I've gotten some of this off my chest.
Just a little.
Goodnight, World.
Sweet dreams.
I'll see you tomorrow.
A lie is the make-up that we use to cover up the truth and keep it from revealing the reality that is.
"Some people may have to fade away, but it'll get better."
People don't fade away, they don't just evaporate into thin air.
You can't get rid of them.
You can merely choose to live without them, by separating your ties from them.
Halting all communication on your end and allowing theirs to die off and wither away slowly.
Like a flower.
Beautiful when first plucked, yet it slowly begins to loose its petals and leaves until there is nothing left.
You can stop talking to someone, but that doesn't mean that they will stop thinking about you.
What's the point of starting something if you never finish it?
Life takes us down many paths, some we're never meant to travel and some we were meant to.
Life is funny like that.
But I believe that no matter what happens, there is never such a thing that will truly "waste your time".
We all learn from things, all things.
Whether it's playing a new card game or making a new friend.
You can learn something new from even the most unlikely of places.
Learning equals growth, growth equals maturity.
I hate growing up.
Sometimes you have to look past the clouds to see the sunshine.
And sometimes, the sun isn't shining.
But that's okay.
Or maybe, it's not.
But the sun can't help but hide away some things, it's not her fault.
We all have something to hide.
We all have, secrets.
So, what are you going to ask about today?
Anywho, onto other matters.
So this is one of my rather "iffy" blogs. I guess I didn't really know where I was going with this. Or even what I was hoping to accomplish by writing these thoughts down.
I just felt compelled to get out of bed and write down what I was thinking.
I wanted to.
I had to.
It's as simple as that, I suppose.
Either way, there's nothing wrong with it.
It's not like anyone reads this stuff anyway.
Maybe...maybe I should write more often.
For my own benefit.
I feel a bit better now that I've gotten some of this off my chest.
Just a little.
Goodnight, World.
Sweet dreams.
I'll see you tomorrow.