Never Let Me Go

I heed the advice from a dear friend a long time ago, regarding on what you write reflects greatly on your emotions. I grew tired of feeling the need to cling on helplessly on my own twisted version of perceived reality. Albeit I hated the way my thoughts have penned out for me in a series of events, I do doubt myself if I am better off doing something out of the ordinary.

This perceived reality is venomous, seeping slowly into my mind, discouraging me along the way. I even make the Engineer doubt himself of loving me, once in a blue moon, the fuck-up retard in me would do something atrocious, giving off negative vibes altogether, the opposite of him, an optimistic, loving, positive individual. Frankly, I should stop, both of us are at the verge of this young relationship, parting ways was never a thought, it's an option for the both of us. We just don't muster enough courage to tell each other.

Perceived reality is also very dangerous, as I missed out on the opportunities around me, some might have fair better for me but a swift of bad perceptions that ultimately shuts the window of opportunity. I seriously have to stop doing that, at the very least stop feeling pity for myself. I vow I will love myself and all of my shortcomings, then fixing them one by one.