I've associated with the realms of the world, where I've learn how to pick myself up, taking small steps along the way. It's been a rather tedious, roller coaster ride, nevertheless the lessons are priceless. I rather not answer the obvious question, the scene or phases in my life. It's been 2 years since I've stopped blogging, yet i still find myself unable to pry away from writing.
Diaries of big and small, stacked together, reminded me of my life written in those blank monotonous white pages, paint across with my daily musings and rants that seems endless from only my point of view. It's just overwhelming to pick up a pen to write about something, to make a statement, ultimately find comfort within my soul. I've always felt that a person's dignity lies within a four walls of a room, in my case a box, encased unable to move out from the norm.
I've contemplated at how people marvel at things, different point of views shooting in the air, somehow they make them into reality, I guess i am really young and inexperienced. I do share the same idea of people making this comment,
"Fighting for Virginity is Initiating War"
Perhaps, I'm all too new for the environment. I'm Almost There.
Diaries of big and small, stacked together, reminded me of my life written in those blank monotonous white pages, paint across with my daily musings and rants that seems endless from only my point of view. It's just overwhelming to pick up a pen to write about something, to make a statement, ultimately find comfort within my soul. I've always felt that a person's dignity lies within a four walls of a room, in my case a box, encased unable to move out from the norm.
I've contemplated at how people marvel at things, different point of views shooting in the air, somehow they make them into reality, I guess i am really young and inexperienced. I do share the same idea of people making this comment,
"Fighting for Virginity is Initiating War"
Perhaps, I'm all too new for the environment. I'm Almost There.
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