Most of my themes here are about a certain someone who likes to make fun of me, love, society, isolation, bullying, hope.... :p
"some women these days destroy
themselves and change their whole identity just to harbor fame and admiration
from others. Without their fake selves, they're just mere shadows among the
crowd of busy people. Vanity is at its peak"
"Themis is the goddess of divine
Justice. Her symbol is a woman holding a scale with her eyes blindfolded. Her
visage implies that justice sides no one and it is just and fair. It sides the
right and punishes the wrong. But the dark side of justice is...It is blind and
it doesn't know the truth. The weight on its scale depends on the weight of
lies and fortune spent. This is not "divine" justice...this is
"human" justice - justice that can be bought by what is inside your pocket"
"Do u know why flowers and stars are
both beautiful? It's because they can never see each other shine. At night, the
stars shine and only night flowers can see their light and in the morning, the
flowers bloom and only morning stars can see their resplendence. They are fated
never to see each other but while their longing grows, they make both the sky
and the earth beautiful. Their melancholy creates beauty but how I wish they
could...see each other even for once..."
"When
a star and the moon are together, the moon, who has its light from the sun,
outshines the star. But using a telescope, you'll see that a mere dot in the
sky is actually a galaxy of clustered stars and planets"
"Fake a smile and force a
laugh...pretend that you are okay for no one can ever make you feel brighter. In the
end, this desolation will eat all of what remains in your heart 'til the very last drop of hope and
bliss. You want to scream but it's a futile attempt to do so because no one can
ever hear your
voiceless scream. In the end...whom am I going to rely on other than myself?"
"Life is ephemeral and we are nothing
but fleeting beings in the ever-flowing sands of time. As our souls linger
while being trapped in a vessel, we gradually unfold the book of our life and
every page is stored deep in our memories. When our vessels are gone, we exist
in the hearts of those who are still here and knowing that we are remembered,
we can live on"
"I've been having déjàvu since last
week...it makes me wonder about my repetitive life cycle. Was I alive in the
"past" and now doing the same thing I did before? or this is just a
mere feeling of someone caught in the center of monotony?"
"I won't follow the flow of society
like a systematic human being. If success can be measured through people's
achievement and by achieving what they also achieve, what can you call those
who defy the norms and somehow manage to shine using their own light? I won't
let this robotic system to monopolize and manipulate me"
"Waking up before sunrise with tears
in my eyes is one of the saddest memories I have when I met you. Only in my
dreams could I talk to you and that dream is one of the fondest memories I
have. I am not the one fated to be with you so now I will look ahead and with
firm belief, I know I'll meet the one fated to be with me ♥"
"Do I have to prove to you my worth?
The answer is no. I wasn't born for you or for other people, I was born to
complete my task and write my own story. I am what I am and the way I want to
be. It's my right...it's my freedom"
"Do not treat a woman like a flower.
Keep in mind that flower's beauty is ephemeral and when it withers it loses its
radiance so is your affection. When you love a woman, treat her like she's the
only woman in the entire universe for deep in her heart, that's what she longs
for....everyone longs for...."
"I want to become a wonderful woman
five years from now...Not for you but for myself because that is what i want to
be. I am still a flowerless tree but when spring comes, i will shower the world
with my petals, dance as the wind blows, journey along with the river that
flows. And to protect you with all my might...forever...."
"He was all that I ever needed. He
needed someone but that someone wasn't me...and would never be....even so, I do
not resent him or hate because by meeting him, I came to love myself more. Pain
is just only for a while. Learn to appreciate the lessons taught for we are still
young and we need it as our strong foundation..."
"Woke
up from another nightmare. Is there something more horrifying than seeing your
other self standing right in front of you and looking straight at your eyes and
tell you "I hate everything about you - you and your whole existence"
and out of the blue, a little girl throws stone at you and you run after her
only to realize that she looks exactly like you when you were a child?!"
"Indeed, revenge is sweet. A wounded
tiger is more dangerous than any other beasts. If he survives from a sudden
attack of bunch of animals, he suffers the pain while licking his wounds and
nursing himself back but he doesn't forget the score that he must settle. And
once fully recovered, he pounces his enemy one by one until they are all
obliterated. That's one thing I admire about tigers!"
"One best way to know who is true and
who is fake is to pretend that you know nothing. Let them tell you facts and
lies and when they disguise their insults with smiles and flowery lies, smile
back but look at their eyes and see right through them. By nature, some
predators pretend to be asleep to lure their prey; others make a lovely sound
to lure them out. Because if they use force, their target might run off and
they have to exhaust themselves just to capture their prey which is, sometimes,
a failed attempt"
"I don't want to live a life of
illusion so I do things I love to do the most despite being labeled
"weird", "childish" or sometimes, people's words get worse
but it doesn't really matter. At least, I don't have to worry how to meet other
people's expectation; I don't have to restrain myself from doing things I love
the most. I don't have to weave stories just to have them listen to me and even
like me. I don't have to tag along just to show people that I'm "in""
"One of the reasons why childhood
must never be forgotten...One day, when all of the strands of our hair turn
silvery white, we will no longer look forward to what is yet to come...only the
past will interest us"
"People showing off the extravagant
life they are living - those expensive stuffs - branded bags - elegant and
high-class restaurants they go to?....seriously...what can they possibly gain
by doing so? Being envied? Admired? but what's the point of all that?! Does
making others feel that you're BETTER than them make you feel happy? In the
end, you're just living your life unconsciously craving for attention"
"You think you're the queen of the
stage , reigning and devouring those foolish souls' insecurities but you're no
good yourself. Is it fun to look on down on others just because you THINK they
are nothing compare to what you have? A little advice, Missy... You don't own
the world and it doesn't revolve around you
and every pain you inflict on others, be it through words or through your
making fun of them, you'll pay it DEARLY. And those you've hurt? They'll be so
happy that they can't even stop laughing right in front of your crestfallen
face"
"after seeing the suffering of others
and their giving up in the end, I came to realize that my life is mine so I
must never let outsiders take control of what I feel, of what can make me
happy, of what is the best for me, of what is right or wrong because in the
end, when nothing goes right anymore, can I blame them for manipulating my
life? No. I can only blame myself for believing them!"
"why do I always make a fool out of
myself when I obviously know that what I am about to do is either stupid or
wrong? How can I ever explain what I am thinking to those who think that I am a
big idiot? They won't get my point even if I explain it to them. But does it
really matter? I know myself and my worth well enough so there's no need for me
to get affected by what others think of me"
"in the end, the people I trust who
push me forward will be the ones to push me down the floor and laugh at my
pathetic face if I were to be a disappointment. I won't accept people saying
that I am wrong because I've seen those dreadful eyes staring back at me"
"Was
the sunshine after the storm a symbol of hope or an insult to those who have
suffered?"
-posted from writerscafe.org
