Before it’s only a little drizzle and I’m already complaining of the cold. But now it’s a hurricane and I’m earnestly praying for lightning.
Cryptic.
Before it’s only a little drizzle and I’m already complaining of the cold. But now it’s a hurricane and I’m earnestly praying for lightning.
Cryptic.
I’ve put other people’s lives ahead of me way too much I’ve become a parasite of other people’s happiness. I guess it’s time I give myself priority.
#novel
I once told a girl that I’m beginning to like that I usually get attracted or fall in love with girls I know I never have a chance with, With the ways things are going, I think this is going to be true again. Damn!
Hay.
Never trust someone who always say they understand, because frankly, they don’t. You just have to hold on to the idea that they’ll stick up with you despite them not having any fucking idea of whatever it is in your mind. But beware of those people who always seem to push people away just to show that you don’t understand. It’s fucking annoying, really. I know I don’t always understand, but hey you don’t have the right to make me feel stupid.
I guess being a friend is a difficult thing to do, but I’m gonna try my fucking best to do it anyway.
This is not actually written in my (supposed to be progressing) novel. But I’m putting it here so I won’t forget. They might come in handy someday. I just can’t put a plot and a context yet on where to chronologically put them in my failure of attempting to be a novelist.
Fail. Fail hard. Then fail again. It doesn’t matter. It will never be easy from this point on, anyway. You just have to understand one thing, and that is to never give up.
From the novel that’s supposed to have progress but is currently stuck (my novel, actually).