Have you seen the world?

He'll get paid. Black leather boots, they cut off his hair.

He kicked in the door. The children they cried. They took him away. Took off his clothes, pissed in his hands. Beat him with guns and batons again and again.

She walked. With bullets in haze. She pressed on. He fired away. The shells jumped through the smoke. The blood now had soaked. She collapsed with a flag white as snow.

Sometimes i choose to be lost. No, no lost, to live in my own world. To attend to only myself. Serenity, a oasis, a haven, a controlled environment where one feels safe, comfort. It is easier this way. But perhaps this may not the right thing to do. To run away. To avoid. To hide away. Ultimately, it's up to yourself.

Shameless(a show about a struggling family of 5 children fighting for survival against reality) it's a really inspiring show. Be it money/work/love problems hit against them, they still survive. I like how the way they help each other and solve things together. The point is they NEVER run away from anything. I think that's the main reason i like it. I encourage my guest to watch it. Anyway, contain many sexual scenes k.

Be hopeful my guest! Live with arms wide open, get hurt, recoil back into your own world. Then break out of your shell to welcome and let the world in again. Life is a constant flux anyway. What doesn't kill, makes you stronger.

Do you think it's meant to be? I've been thinking. It almost seems that if it's meant to be, everything in the universe would turn in one direction forcing you to get there. If it's not meant to be, everything in the universe would conspire to not get you there. The path is taken.

I hate to let the universe takes control. I hate to have to say "no choice lor". It makes me feel really, irresponsible in a way. Fuck this shit

Now it feels like im only living in this world alone. My family they dont care, my friends they only care about themselves. I feel that this world is so selfish. Because everybody thinks that i can help myself. I can do this alone. I am the strongest man in the world. But the truth is im not. I need all the help i can get. What if i screw up?

At times i feel really useless. When my friends confided their problems in me, i could only listen. Now even accomplishing something simple seems so hard for me. Hoping for a better me. I hate hoping. Because it only brings disappointment. Why do people have hope?

Im disappointed the second time, for the same situation. Humans can be so dumb sometimes. You go through some rough time, you look at the blue sky and you carry some hope again. This ritual can go on forever. Only the blue sky, still the blue sky.

Why did they taught us to share, then want us to be independent? I used to share. But people took them away. Lesson learnt. Used to be independent. But people took them away. What do you want from me?

Im lost.. I dont even know why am i here. Doing all these stuffs which has no meaning. I wish someone up there that understands, give me some guidelines, control me, make me go your way, so i can live the life you want.. I dont know whats going on...

If you listened....

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill
When the funds are low and the debts are high
When you want to smile, but you have to sigh
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but never quit.

The silver tint of the clouds in doubt. It may be near when it seems afar. You can never tell how close you are. So, stick to the fight when you're the hardest hit. It's when things go wrong that you mustn't quit ,
because success is failure turned inside out.

you don't know how far away, but you know there's light at the end of the tunnel

you keep moving on, keep moving on

hoping to see the light, someday

where is the light??

"it's in your heart."

everywhere else may be dark, but never lose that light

because you're not lost, you're just finding your way

why be afraid of the dark?

I am seeing is the storm before the calm. It's that point where everything is turbulent. It's the point of change. But change, in this case, is quite good. Now, i'm experiencing a rough but necessary period where things that were wrong are being put right. The drama that surrounds me feels like something is wrong. I wanna see not just a silver lining for the clouds above, but a luminous beam of light shining through.

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I have a short story to tell. Listen now, its just a short story.

During sex, you help eachother undress. After sex, you dress yourself.

The moral of the story is, in life, nobody will help you once you're fucked.

©corrine

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