Oh dear diary,
this is a confession to you. I tired, real tired.
Tired of thinking, being stuck, choosing and being mean whereby all i want is just love and concern.
I know all it started out of me either do i know is me causing up myself to be where i am today.
I dont blame anyone non hated anyone as all i wanted is still love.
Love to others.. No matter in family or anyone whom truly been loving me all i trying is done well my part and love right.
But no one is perfect esp the me which so imperfection then anyone.
Maybe i need a real quiet moments of alone to think to reflect and to come with a idea of what to do next ba.
I just the way it is to went away, to be quiet at times and to feel the wind that embrace me.
The sun that warm me, the blue sky that enlighten my day and the sea which chill my feets.
Wanted to see a pure white smooth sands and clear blue ocean.
This life of mine is not getting anywhere till i had things in order.
o dear diary tell me, what could i do?
what to think and does it really felt from time to time?
all i ever could do is pray~
Happiness is gain and not by effortless.
Sign off,
ry.
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