happen to see you today. knew it would happen sooner or later that i will see you in public. mixed feelings when i saw your face. reminded me of our time together, holding that hand and those long hugs and kisses. guess it doesn't matter now. what matters is you are happy with your life. hope to sit down with you and just chit chat about our lives, as friends
well well well...
so we are back again, or some might call it a fresh start. it is almost the 1st quarter of 2018 and my life hasn't been pretty to me, much failure in both job and relationships. its pretty shitty i got to say and i myself aint doing so well this few months. i have been thinking, what if i did this, what if i didn't did this, what if all this time this wasn't meant for me, what is the meaning of life, what is my purpose. obviously i have been thinking about my life, what i want to do about it. and i get pretty suicidal about it. I'm going 28 and here i am, not knowing my purpose in life. what the hell i have been smoking. don't worry i don't smoke. this question has been bugging me for months, and every night i ask myself "how you doing?" most of the time is "struggling" so many interviews i went for, they keep asking "what is your passion?" they see me very differently, i can tell it from the looks they gave me, and they ar
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