Black and White
I feel utterly confused. Everyone's running around with hearts in their eyes and flowers in their hands and I'm the kid in the corner watching it happen. It's not like I haven't been offered to be someone's Valentine but I know if I accept one then others would be hurt. Ever since 5-6th grade people told me I was flirtatious. I was naive. I didn't
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Hey hey.
"Utopia isn't perfection; utopia is having the bad things too but knowing that the good things overcome the bad. And as long as you have friends like mine, who really cares for the bad stuff that happens?"
Yeah I think that's what I found out somehow. I think it's just that I get hurt too easily by the bad things and I'm much too fragile and sensitive to them. But I honestly do think that the good stuff overcomes the bad because there are far too many good times over the bad times. It's just that when the bad times comes it almost completely knocks out the good stuff - and then I start questioning society. But I think I'll be much better.
The stuff that happened on Thursday is fine - believe me. It was just that I was at one of those "sensitive" times. I still love you baby. See you later.
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well, there is something call "PERFECTION does not exist." I had a long debate (ok more than 1 debate), but perfection doesnt exist. Its hard to explain in a condensed form, but to say perfection exists means you're blind to the "reality of the situlation." its a long story and i'll tell you one day.
you i know I love ya, right ^^...in a silly way =p. ah well, time flies and things have changed. age does teach one person alot indeed...
-Chito
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