Thursday, July 17

"Step On it Harder. And rougher still -- I'm sure They'll Break."

Perhaps it was the impact of negativity, or perhaps it was just me and my perplexity. Either way, I couldn't figure out how crestfallen hearts could still live on. I do believe in fate. Not because it was somewhat popularly believed or because people say it's real. I tend to think too much while trying not to think at all at the same time. And lately these fate thing is really unveiling itself. It had somehow convinced me that it's always here to stay, and I'm beginning to feel the point of its existence. They said "every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end" so does it mean that something must end in order for something new to begin?

I'm tired of all the games people play.

Look at what I made myself! ;)



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