It's like through some ironic twist of fate, everything I ever wanted is simply handed to me.
And I'm apprehensive to reach out and grab it because it just seems so unreal.
And at the same time I'm worried that it might be real and if I don't reach out and take it, someone else will.
lone wolf syndrome.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
11:56 PM
I don't like fucking up.
I really really really hate fucking up.
lone wolf syndrome.
12:41 AM
It doesn't matter what tide comes or which wave goes
It doesn't matter if there is no sea afterall
It doesn't matter if you followed the sand looking for the beach
It doesn't matter if you tasted the sea breeze and witnessed the ocean true
It doesn't matter where you go
Or what you end up with
What matters most is that you went in search of something
And not whether you found it.
lone wolf syndrome.
Monday, August 22, 2011
8:39 PM
Thriving on chaos.
lone wolf syndrome.
Friday, August 19, 2011
6:03 PM
Calm under pressure.
lone wolf syndrome.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
12:13 AM
I find it sad that people can lose sight of everything else to the point where only their opinion matters to them.
By refusing that others possess even a shred of truth in their thoughts and words, they eliminate all other opinions but their own.
And by doing so, create a cult of self for themselves. A sad, sad delusional space where they worship themselves and their greatness, blind and oblivious to this thing called THE FUCKING WORLD.
They see only one thing, one perspective. They fail absolutely in every respect and aspect, because by failing... no, not by failing; by refusing to see the other side of things, by refusing to accept other possibilities, they become no better than the blind refusing a chance to be given sight again.
Our world is determined by how we view it. If we view it from many angles, we have many worlds to choose from, many ways to live, many ways to do things. When you refuse them, you only have one world, sadly; an imaginary one in which you are the main character. And unfortunately, the only character.
What a lame world that'd be.
lone wolf syndrome.
Monday, August 15, 2011
12:09 AM
Sometimes I wonder if this could be the long awaited light at the end of the tunnel.
But then again, I'm just afraid it's merely a small opening somewhere that allows the light to pour in and after spending so long in the dark and not having adjusted to the brightness outside, I'm just readily assuming it was bright and blinding enough to signal the other end.
I'd really like it to be the end of this darkness, but at the same time I don't want to dream too much and hope too high. I mean, we all know where that got me the last time. Or times.
So even if I see some hint of brightness, I'm just going to tread carefully and not create any unnecessary expectations for myself.
Even if it isn't the end, there'll definitely be some small muted disappointment. But at least it's much much less than it'd be if I had rushed in blindly and realised it was only light flooding through a small gap.
This is must be what they mean by "Only fools rush in, where angels fear to tread."
lone wolf syndrome.
Friday, August 12, 2011
10:17 PM
Is it that hard to understand that I just do things for no ulterior motive?
What's up with this world man? I don't get why everyone has to ask me about this.
Is it that hard to be genuinely nice? Or do people simply measure me according to their standards?
I'm already sick of hoping and sick of dreaming.
There can never be ulterior motives if there were no goals from the start.
I just want life to go by simply.
If things happen then I react to them.
I don't want to be the one always starting things anymore.
Some people say that there are 3 types of people: Those who make things happen, those who watch things happen, and those who ask "What happened?".
Well, I'm done with being the type who makes things happen. I'll just be one of the other now. You start, I follow. You say, I do.
Maybe, I won't even know what happened.
lone wolf syndrome.
12:35 AM
With age comes experience.
And with experience comes wisdom.
Sure, we may not have experienced the same things.
But we have experienced what we know nonetheless.
We are wise in our own different ways; our past experiences are unique and no one can take it from us or contribute to it.
Our future however, leaves a lot to be shown.
Rather than passing down our wisdom, it is sometimes better to let others acquire it through their own experience.
It only by walking a road that you know how the road actually is, how it bends, how it feels, how the scenery looks like, how the wind blows through it, how the pothole near the left arc is surprisingly deep, how the cobblestone by the oak tree can trip you up, how no matter how many times you walk the same road, it is always different. And yet the same.
That my friends, is wisdom.
lone wolf syndrome.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
11:23 PM
You make light of all the little things in life.
But you forget, sometimes all the little things in life have a way of making light of you.
lone wolf syndrome.
Tuesday, August 09, 2011
7:23 PM
Now this is precisely why I did not want to work so close to the end of the holidays. FML.
lone wolf syndrome.
Saturday, August 06, 2011
8:07 PM
lone wolf syndrome.
8:01 PM
We could have had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside your hand And you played it To the beat
