i hate saying
those 3 words.not anymore.
some people just take them for granted.
take me for granted.
if it's fine by their way, go ahead.
if it makes you (all) happy. (:
but it's okay.
i remember what my father said,
your words are what you are.
therefore, im gonna make sure whatever i say is accountable.
i know what i've been in the
past.
i never put in my best whenever i agreed to do something.
hated it, maybe it became a habit that affected whatever i said too.
i take back whatever i've said in the past
because they hold no true meaning no more.
it's so hard being sad.
a quote from clara ( beatrice's friend)
happiness is a choice.
and it takes effort to be happy.
so freaking true.
ahh, now it makes me wonder why im working.
it's especially hard when you have to wear this smile.
i really love joce's post on the ss blog.
With all i am. Lord, lift me up Above It All.
i really feel like giving It up.
cos i lost my hope tonight,
& i pray for the strength to carry on.
i feel helpless and undone,
im feeling broken and alone.
Lord may you lift me up above it all.
Dear Father, this is my prayer.
and that's the story of the heart; at
12:16 AM
i hate saying
those 3 words.not anymore.
some people just take them for granted.
take me for granted.
if it's fine by their way, go ahead.
if it makes you (all) happy. (:
but it's okay.
i remember what my father said,
your words are what you are.
therefore, im gonna make sure whatever i say is accountable.
i know what i've been in the
past.
i never put in my best whenever i agreed to do something.
hated it, maybe it became a habit that affected whatever i said too.
i take back whatever i've said in the past
because they hold no true meaning no more.
it's so hard being sad.
a quote from clara ( beatrice's friend)
happiness is a choice.
and it takes effort to be happy.
so freaking true.
ahh, now it makes me wonder why im working.
it's especially hard when you have to wear this smile.
i really love joce's post on the ss blog.
With all i am. Lord, lift me up Above It All.
i really feel like giving It up.
cos i lost my hope tonight,
& i pray for the strength to carry on.
i feel helpless and undone,
im feeling broken and alone.
Lord may you lift me up above it all.
Dear Father, this is my prayer.
and the story ends like this; at
12:16 AM
