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Being Me is the greatest challenge
to keep on moving when everything messed up
to keep on going when my vision turns upside down
to keep calm when my anger explodes
to keep smiling when all I have is sadness
to enjoy the real happiness that came only for a while

but only this way
these lessons had taught Me how to live
these challenges that made me stronger inside out
these stories that gave me strength to my weaknesses for each fate that you wrote for my Life
is nothing better but THE BEST!

“When you leave, remember to look back to see those you’re leaving behind. You never know, but they might be feeling miserable."


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Thursday, December 4, 2008 @ 10:09 PM
im here, not there with you mdnafis

Words can hurt like anything.

I know it’s hard that we can’t talk to each other anytime and anywhere. I know it’s hard you’ve got no more 24/7 hotline to call . I know it’s hard and seemingly impossible to maintain this friendship when we don’t even communicate much anymore.

But have you ever thought that I’m not having it easy either?

But have you ever once put yourself in my position?

Do you know how pathetic I feel everytime I think about you, and how I no longer know what’s going on in your life? How we used to know everything about each other but now the only way I can show you my life here is through photos. Every night I go to sleep thinking if you’ve been doing okay, if you can cope, if you’ve had a good day, if you’re having problems.

Just because I don’t say much anymore doesn’t mean it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t mean I no longer care. It doesn’t mean life’s a bed of roses for me here. Cause even roses have thorns.

I’m sorry it’s this hard for you.
I’m sorry I let you down and disappointed you.