Ironies. Not far and few. on contrary, often, frequent. its amazing how our lives are full of them. the words we play with. the ideas we conjure up in our sick,sick minds. there's a never ending list. and our conscience alone defines our limits to ironies we are able to accept and be perfectly fine with. sometimes, i believe that a person loses their face value when they become oblivious to their surroundings. they become callous, all bitter inside about everyone and everything around them. you know, i always say. why not make a friend than en enemy.
i prefer knowing people on friendly terms rather than get to know them unkindly. it isnt part and parcel of me. and it makes me very uncomfortable doing so. but if you force me, little choice am i left with, obviously i would have to reciprocate. there's a level which would blow. don't push it so much, my dear. it wont be nice. when i tell you nicely, dont mistake it for being hideous. i'm just warning you. i never scolded you. yes. although no names were stated. but still. the intention was there.
i know you wouldnt care about whatever i say. of course you wouldnt. who does? a nut will be a nut. hard to crack. never exposing its inner being. its gonna stay that way forever. sad, but really. you wouldn't budge. i dont know who you are. i probably would be shocked to find out, hence, i dont want to. all i can say is that if you wana defame others, flame others. go ahead. the world isnt a perfect place. i wouldnt bother tracing you. dont think its impossible. obviously its possible. but i wouldnt. whats in it for me anyway? ha.
i'm a person who forgives a lot easier than others. i hold less grudges and bitterness within. i hope. i'm not being conceited and boastful. there's nothing much to boast about. i'm just made this way. just like how i'm sensitive. and how i get shocked when people flame me. but still, what choice am i left with?
this disposition is a site where i pen my thoughts. if you displease, please leave. why even bother coming back to read a person's posts you hate? i never got a chance to find out who hated me so much when i was 15. but still, i hope that people dont hate me now. if you dont like me, come up to me straight with it. dont be all hypocritical. because if you're hypocritical, i am left with no choice but to be coy with you. and you didnt really like it, wont like it much should i continue huh.
so, all said and done.i hope that the dust settles and i dont see another anonymous or unknown tagger flaming me. thank you (:
Thursday, May 15, 2008
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