Isn't it weird how we, youngsters, nowadays easily believe in such designer jeans campaign,
believe that one day that super fitted dark blue pair will turn into a comfortable one with fades you'd like to have?
Finally, you stride yourself to the nearest store, get one, and prove it by yourself.
Why do you do that? The most easiest reason is because others have done that also.
Nah, now you've seen a lot of successful people, inspiring ones, the creative creatures.
Get back to the previous lines.
You gotta do it, gotta prove it,
because of what? Others have done that also.
Briefly not jeans campaign, but really
if they can do it well, you might do it better. Go ahead, try.
16.3.13
10.3.13
Towards Opportunities
5.3.13
Kahlil Gibran's
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
3.3.13
Once
Once everyone is an ignorant, a realistic, a damn hard-tempered, a love non-believer.
Once they keep the bitterness, spread it around, carry it within, stroll down with it.
Once they got tired.
They think building a wall of bitterness will save them from more complex, profound heartache.
They think having a thick shield will ease them up from every suffering that emotion can pour into them.
Once, at that moment, they do not realise that carrying, owning, and nurturing bitterness will cost them a bunch. A bunch of painful memories they can not let go, strokes of ego they can not tame, scratches that multiply over time.
Once they fell.
Too weak because what is inside is hollow,
deep filthy emptiness that bitterness successfully builds.
Once you know your pain, anger, disappointment will not there to save you.
They might get you beaten for twice, or more, but that does not mean you gotta live with them forever.
Once you know you no longer need them, you forgive and smile a lot.
Bitterness dimes you, so does hatred.
Once you just know, well again, you are worth loving without them, really.
So come on, wipe it off.
Once they keep the bitterness, spread it around, carry it within, stroll down with it.
Once they got tired.
They think building a wall of bitterness will save them from more complex, profound heartache.
They think having a thick shield will ease them up from every suffering that emotion can pour into them.
Once, at that moment, they do not realise that carrying, owning, and nurturing bitterness will cost them a bunch. A bunch of painful memories they can not let go, strokes of ego they can not tame, scratches that multiply over time.
Once they fell.
Too weak because what is inside is hollow,
deep filthy emptiness that bitterness successfully builds.
Once you know your pain, anger, disappointment will not there to save you.
They might get you beaten for twice, or more, but that does not mean you gotta live with them forever.
Once you know you no longer need them, you forgive and smile a lot.
Bitterness dimes you, so does hatred.
Once you just know, well again, you are worth loving without them, really.
So come on, wipe it off.
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