HEARTWIRES
Actually I should be happy. I always visualize myself being carefree, bring a luggage whenever I felt like I needed a break. But the strings to my heart doesn’t allow it. So much of worrying, so much of paranoid. First time aft my breakup I felt so lost. I know it’s just worried. And probably everything is gonna be fine. But letting two aging parents staying at home, just doesn’t seems like a safe choice. I’m so tired with all these thoughts, that I even felt that perhaps I might fall apart even before the trip starts. When did I get these paranoid? When will I stop worrying? Tell me, when.
how much I’m unwilling to see it, it still happens.
at times you got to tell yourself that if this way of thoughts gives your misery, you just got to think the other way, Because you can’t change others, you can only change yourself.
and yes, here I am, changing my way of thinking.
People don’t revolve around you, and similarly you don’t revolve around people. There will bound to be things that you can’t do with particular people, but you can’t stop them from not doing it.
Maybe friendship is like a blade, holding on tight gives you injuries. Or maybe it’s the whole definition thing. Construct validity.
My way of revenge? Space.
P.s. I dont, doesn’t mean I won’t.
(via quote-book)
好多人问我，为什么不把我那肮脏的玩具给丢了？
因为我知道 没有选择 只能被他人抛弃的感觉。
无奈。
我想，流泪的理由，很可能是因为留下来，收拾剩下的感情 只有我一人。
另一方已经觉得放弃是解脱，已不在乎他所做的举动到底是否是个伤害。
知道那时的心情是如何得吗？就好像一个很精美的玻璃杯，被摔在地上，粉碎满地。在一个人捡起那片片破碎的玻璃时，每检一片，就痛一次。好不容易才把所有的玻璃碎片检完，望着那玻璃片还在流泪。
我从来不认为割舍很容易。玩具不能说话，不能说他不想离开。我曾当过玩具，没有说不的权利。我只能顺从，只能一个人一点一滴的忘掉所有破碎的玻璃。你说，这么做可不可恨？
