I think I just lost faith in men altogether.
Yeap, yeap. Just 10' ago, I was all cheered up: better days will come, I shouldn't cling on lost loves, I should move on, so many men around someone will be good for me too, etc. etc... and then CRAP! I heard he is now with her! (not the "he" in the previous post btw). You should really see the "her" however to understand fully what I mean. An emotionless, pale, cold statue with no hidden hint of charm whatsoever. You can't even call her sweet.
Pfff, what is left to say? "Well done!" I guess?...Ah, I've had enough. I feel tired yet again. Why is it in the human nature to eat dirt and then to stand up? then eat dirt and stand up again? Where is the line when you should just give up? Because I can't see it, and I do not like the ever going circle of emotions I feel again and again and again.
I'm getting a tattoo again, I've decided. Infinity it is.
My mind always wanders off by the way. I can't really focus on things. But from this second (yes, not tomorrow, not next monday) I will begin THE training. I've read somewhere that you can learn how to focus so this is what I'll try to do. Focus on studying. At least you know the deal here: you study, something good will come out of it. And anyway, I don't have a decent personal life to distract me, so why bother being distracted by ***holes?
If I go a little hard today, I apologize. I just have something in my throat and on my chest that stops me from breathing. This is me getting out!
I wish you all a better luck than mine -- I'm sure you deserve it :-)
No comments:
Post a Comment