An Empire to Build

I want to go deep down into your soul. Deep down where no one's gone before. I want to open the deep dark closet hidden under the pile of even more dirty laundry and hidden messages. I want to know the story of each mark on your body and each scar that remains. I want to see through your eyes; the tears that have been wiped away and the pain that remain of yesterday.

I want to peer at your brain and dissect every thought and word and reasoning you find. The smallest of humor and the darkest of anguish. I want to seek your solace for you and find the liberation you look for so desperately. I want to relieve you of burdens that have been carried from generations. I want to console you at your darkest moments, when you're alone feeling like you've reached your end.

I want to raise you from your knees off the ground and back to your feet. I want to stand beside you and motivate you on repeat. With each trembling step you take towards your conquering the fear built by a wall you mentally put up, let's take it down together. Let me be the one dabbing the cloth at the side of the ring and cooling you down. Then getting you back up for another round.

Oh if only you'd let me, if only you could see, the empire we are together, the empire we could be. With a dam of emotions and a village of thoughts. We could start a civilization with just us. We'll feed them with love and strengthen them with hope. If only you could see from within, all that can be done if you just let me in.

Testimony of a lost soul

My dreams, covered in glimpses of memories. Oh what memories, the kisses in the dark and and the tears in the sunset. Staring into each other's eyes with a sigh of satisfaction. The fights of passion and the make-up kisses action. Don't you know that we still have it all? You left me wanting more. Craving for an embrace that I never embraced. Now we have words. Words that were never spoken. Words of forgiveness and good byes. Let's go back to the start. Standing here across you, unspoken truth oozing out of our pores. Dont you love me anymore? Could you live with the thought of walking away? The thought of surrendering your dreams and ambitions for the yearning of your fickle minded heart. Could you loose yourself in the moment and risk it all, loosing it all or gaining everything you never thought you needed. Oh how beautiful life would be if it was black and white. But it's not is it? You fall in love and he loves on. His heart chasing the next bombshell that's got him awe struck. All the work you did looking like your pretty self gone in vain. More messed up than before. Your heart pounding out of your chest as you chase after him chasing after someone else. What a twisted path you've run down now, no idea of how to get back to the start. So you sit down picking at your shoes wondering where you went wrong. Where do you go from here? Your heart a distance away. All along you wanted to chase after your love, unknowingly being left behind in the dark. He's gone a long time ago, love. A testimony of a lost soul trying to find her way back. Coming across too many dead ends. All she needs is a little clarity. So come sit beside her and share a thought. A penny for your thoughts? Oh she'd pay a dime. Go to your darkest secret and set it free. She'd liberate you while encasing herself in a glass house. She'd set you free if you tried.

Do I Make You Happy?

Do I make you happy? Do I make you see? With everything that has happened, are you happy with me? Do you smile like you did when you were with her? Or does your heart beat out of fear? Can you face another day knowing you're with me and not her? As each moment passes in your life, are you happy with your choice? Moments over shadowing another, your smile is your cover. Do you move mountains or just feel safe with me? Do you take each waking moment with a sigh of relief. You see, I'm moving in and out of doubt, you left me for her and now you're back with me. Have you settled or do I really make you happy. Has your heart changed, am I the only one you see? Coz if you remember, you left me for her, and now you're back with me.

Do you still talk to her? Like before? Or have you left all the past baggage at the door. You entered back in with smiles and open arms, not seeing around everything has fallen apart. I thought I needed you, the illusion of being safe around you was just me being belittled by you. The choice of walking back in the 'house' you tore down with words that cut through my soul, "she makes me really happy," should never have been there. I'm picking myself up, BY MYSELF. Right now I hope you're happy and you're heart is content. I hope your joy is to never cease. Frankly though, I couldn't care if it was because of me.

Illumination

Now that I have your attention. Let me take this time to blow your mind. Nothing like wine, is as fine as I to what I place my eyes on. A delight to my sight. I provoke the inner most being to awake the child I once put to sleep. Trekking across the woods in a ball gown with you would seem like a thought I wouldn't think twice about. A constant flow of emotions no longer am I in fear of losing this moment. For I am in this moment. Embedded in my soul. I'll feel even when it has passed. Long gone, I sit alone and breath in the new air. No, it isn't the same anymore. My soul renewed once more. No constant worry of what or where or why. Revealing myself. It doesn't look like me. Or who I used to be. Does it? I've finally found me. Individual identity woven in intricate details to fashion the mode of surviving like a suit of armor. I was made for this. Made to fight, to survive to thrive in the darkest of times. To illuminate and seek the light for all. The burden that was once uplifted from mine, now I uplift others. An example, a does, a goal setter, and everyone who tells you otherwise can leave. So staring again at the mirror. It gets misty. I wipe it clean. That ray of sunshine coming through. I look above and close my eyes. Thanking you in advance. I set my fears aside for today. There's plenty of time they can wait. I walk out. Its going to be okay. For once, for the first time in a long long time, I know I'm right this time.

Façade of forever

They say that being brokenhearted is hard. To be cheated on and lied to is beyond comprehensive to one in love. To a certain extent, its true. The cheating and humiliation, facing yourself in the mirror, asking yourself on a daily basis what you did wrong. The thought of looking around you, and that feeling creeps in; who do you trust? The person you held dearly and so close to you, you had recently come to learn you only saw a glimpse. The moments of anguish and pain and all that you had built together, tumbled down in a moment you never saw coming. How could you have known that those fleeting moments that brought you unexpected joy was perhaps just a cowardly act of one who coyly strung you a long and toyed with the emotions of yours; yours that loved with the intention to wholly deliver.

But what's worse than loosing a part of you to someone who loved till things got tough, is to loose someone who never intended or wanted to leave. Your other half, two peas in a pod, soulmate; metaphors used to describe that feeling of relief or completion. No matter how unexpectedly you two met, something happened. You two clicked and it worked. Something you thought never would happen, just did and as much as you were excited, you were very much afraid too. The fear of loosing, like the many times you had lost before.

Then something happens, your life comes to a halt, the moment you dreaded, has arrived. A final and permanent farewell. One beyond your control. And your efforts to remain for the next 50 years together are in vain. Fate tearing you two apart, crushing your soul beyond repair. Perhaps only time can mend. What seemed to last forever only happened to be a façade. As the clocks tick, your motion ceases to exist. You start from scratch this time more scratched and bruised compared to the last.

A Cut Out Dress

Don't we all want that 'stop in your tracks; do a double take at me,' and now that Halloween is over, we need to get casually creative without breaking the bank. As a woman of eternal style and elegance(and of course some funk,) one thing pops into mind;
cut out dress.

As many of you think(and as I once thought) that a cut out dress is for the bold and willing to bare one's external soul. I can show you three ways to casually evolve into the social butterfly as I breeze through these next three images.

Firstly, you can go for the retro-funk with a fedora hat, that up-beat black pair of boots(you were trying to find an excuse to buy), a king necklace pendant and that tight-snip personality lurking beneath the unsureness of breaking free. The cut-out shoulder probably works for one that's got an edge to a perspective not normally taken.

Secondly, the boho-chic look; with that adorable mid-cut out dress; makes a perfect modern 'secret garden' evolve into reality. From an innocent pastel colored gimmy to a solid black waist cut out dress gives you an hour-glass figure(like who doesn't want one??) accentuating one's waist.

Last but most definitely not least, that up-beat/glam look when we all need a cosmopolitan look. Pairing it up with a tote, pair of cat-eye shades and those sexy pair of heels dying to be shown off, turns you from the already self-confident, sensual woman, to a now radiant, mesmerizing female.

Accessorizing and the never ending war we wage from shop to shop can sometimes be a major pain. So a trusted online shopping space, at your leisure, whims and fancy could be the thing you need(great news men!) Now if you are probably wondering where, check out ZALORA where you have the choice from local and international labels giving you the perspective of different trends; upcoming and current ones. And whilst wearing that spanking new outfit, perhaps it brings in the confidence that sometimes eludes us and sparkles and lights you up from the inside, doing that double take on yourself, firstly, before anyone else. 

Seismic Shift

Rounded up by misery. Trapped in my depression. Banging on the walls that I built myself. So strong and foundationed, years of turmoil. Blood, sweat and tears. Nothing to be proud of though. After all these years, all I have to show for myself is burnt bridges and rough waters. I'm stranded on an island I call myself. Can I get out of here alive? I need to sustain and survive. Dropping to my knees I see my burdens being lifted off. Could it have been this easy? Although letting go is far from it. Holding on to ceaseless pain, so familiar, mistaken for a companion. Shutting it out seems to be the hardest. Creating a void of panic. My identity seems to be lost now. Without it, I am nothing. Or am I? I find myself trying to find my way out without the seismic shift in reality. Can I find my way back to myself? Solitary confinement wouldn't do. Agonizing trials of loving myself. Each time breaking my heart. Should I just give up? Get lost in thoughts and opinions that pierce through my soul. Perhaps I already have. Undoubtedly, my heart's desire for freedom is annihilated by familiarity. Casting out reason to remove these chains and undress myself of the tribulations and consequences I've worn for too long. It's time to do the laundry, time for a makeover. Time for a seismic shift.

Journeys - Halfway To Nothing

Now tell me something real. These feelings I feel. Perplexed emotions, stale blood that runs through my veins. Thinking of yesterday. This nostalgic feel. I can't try doing this without you. I can't believe this truth. Dawn is going to break soon. I'll be left to pull through. The end result is the war I'm waging on. No casualties determined. And I'm crossing my fingers and pinky promises. Holding my breath, closing my eyes. This could all be gone in a blink of an eye. So I'm looking up and staring beyond the sky. Now I'm praying for you, for you and I. In desperation I seek solace from my rapid beating heart. Stay still in solitude and grasp at something new. But I can't pull away. This new found ecstasy has taken over my mind. I can't find the words to touch your heart. Or phrases to move you away from the doubt's that evade the inner peace of your soul. If wishes came true, we'd skip the other heartaches and find ourselves whole. Embarking on journeys never done before. Hands held together striding and riding it on forever. We can do this. I got you, you got me and we'll make half that wish come true. Embark on journeys never done before. Holding hands, seeing each other through. Once again, I got you. 

Papered Love

Let's start this off with the truth. I don't intend to hurt you. Feelings are feelings, what I say is true. Now you're hurting inside and we both know why. I hope I heal some pain, give you a chance to feel again. My thoughts are off you constantly. I smile when I see your name or your face.

Off such short embrace, I grew fond off you. Your smile , your face , your ways. I admire your story. There is courage and bravery. Risks you probably took a leap of faith to break the 'curse' that could've held you in imprisonment. If only you could believe in yourself and see what I see in you.

If only things were different and hearts hadn't been hurt. If trust was not broken and lies were not concealed. Maybe then we may have a chance to what lies beyond the surface of adoration and admiration.

When tears may fall and trust betrayed, when rain pours down and clouds turn grey. Come under my shade take rest and stay. I'll keep you warm don't be afraid. And when the sun is out and all troubles are at bay. Then you may leave and go out and play.

Angel A Bliss

I find reasons to look back and ponder. Thoughts escaping my mind and lips. Arms that were snaked around my waist, lips perched on mine. A smile escaping through the intimate embrace. A sigh marking the feeling of relieve that I finally sought what I found.

Take me back in time , let me see the joy in life. A child who once yearned for the playground, the sight of a new born to one who couldn't conceive. A dim light that illuminates one heart you were. Yet as suns dawn and set, nothing changes the memory of you.

I seek the shoulder that was once my confidante. I seek the embrace that fit the broken pieces together. Once more I fight back the outpour of tears and look up to the sky. Up high, where all the stars are strategically place, rests your soul, and I smile once again. Knowing up above, watching over me is my escape of mundane sanity. Watching over me is my guardian angel.

I found myself

I don't think I see myself in a world without the sanity I found after loosing you. After endless amounts of going back and forth in my mind, leafing through thoughts of all kinds. Conversations we once had and never before heard of again. Yet here I am reminiscing of what went wrong, and what didn't go right. The thoughts I had of holding you so tight are long gone. Erupting and exploding is a new found joy of holding what was once given away so easily to you, my heart.

Finding myself once again, vulnerable and accepted defeat. Only now I realise I was the one who won, for I gained my freedom from loving someone who saw me but looked straight through like I wasn't there. I found myself whilst searching for ways to redeem myself in your eyes. I found myself once again and now I'm starting a new. I found myself once again and I am letting go of you.

Loves Endurance

It isn't crucial to know all of everything but just the truth. It indeed has been a long hiatus from blogging. I turned the big 2 -1 lately, for those young readers that I doubt follow my blog, it's pretty much just another day. No more growth spurts or raging hormones of the abnormal. But I  digress, lately life has thrown a lot of curve balls where moments I felt I was wearing myself thin for others and sometimes I felt I needed to let go of the "extra baggage."

What drives the human motivation derives from two sources; fear or love. Hence we tend to hurt the ones we love. For as much as we love, there is the fear of losing it, and to defend ourselves from the uncertain hurt that might be caused through love, we act on the fear. We push them away out of fear of being pushed away first. Or we react to being pushed away with anger, a manifestation of fear. 

But what would happen if we changed the decision of acting out of fear to acting and reacting out of love? Granted some people may take you as a fool and take you for a ride, for you don't act of this world but of one too complex to comprehend. One where we know that ultimately love does conquer all and melts even the hardest of hearts. A world where Jesus and Buddha walked and we did not understand  for we thought of this world but not of love. We persecuted and mocked them for they were not understood by us and only when the left did we see the bigger picture.They did not live in fear but in love of knowing the higher power that would be granted if we asked for serenity and hope. 

So let's lve in love as much as we can, let's give without fear of receiving nothing back, for loves boasts of no reward of this Earth, but lives long after the action has been done. Forgive and give endlessly. Love unconditionally your loved ones. Give them all you have and when they hurt you; especially when they hurt you, give a bit more. For it is then that they need you most and it is then that your love must embrace hurt and vengeance and cast it away. It is then that they will know you are here to stay, not for fear or for you but for love. For as long as there is love, there will be compassion, with compassion comes forgiveness And with forgiveness comes peace. We never stop learning.

                                                                          - Much Love - 

New Years

As another year has come to an end and another begins, the beginning always has it's excitements and anticipation of new surprises and dawning. Yet, as the year progresses and days go by, we come across turmoils, angst and hardships we probably never faced before.We then think that perhaps it will only get worse, or why is this happening to me? We shed a few tears, get disheartened, disappointed and give up on the ones we love.

So as a fair warning before all the B.S. starts pouring in from life, lets appreciate the good and especially the bad, because without the cloudy days in life, the good would feel mediocre. Nothing is given to you without a reason. Every second is a life lesson being taught. When we fail to understand the teachings, we are brought to the same class again and again. Until you get it and then comes along another life lesson. You don't ever run out of lessons and teachings. and each trial and problem over come is building you up for the next lesson and bigger moments in life. As we graze through life yearning the love and need of someone else's we may find ourselves caught in a situation where someone is where we were a year ago. It would be like a full circle has just taken place, where you were once someone probably gave you the help you sought that you are lending to this person. For it is reason and validation we continue to live. It is to know we meant something to someone in a time of need. No matter how cold your stone of heart is, it warms up to a 'thank you' , 'you helped me'.

So this yea, take it as it comes, hardships and all. Cry if you must and laugh as much as you want to. But put a little meaning into someone or something.For a gentle smile or hug can speak volumes and echoes and it resonates through out the Earth than the coins and notes in your pocket going to be spent on a branded LV bag. Give all you can ... and then give a little bit more.

- Much Love -

Taking Chances

As life keeps on going from a circle of life to an end of a life I have known, a sober and rude awakening hits me that nothing waits. Love, money, friendship, family or even materialistic things. Yet the hardest thing to decide whether to hold onto something that does you no good  or no longer helps you grow. The hope still lasts as the familiarity and bond makes you hold on. Is it love? Is it the comfort of knowing the flaws and familiarity?

Life is not to be possessed but to be appreciated. There is nothing to hold on to, as we all know, life eventually slips away. We protect young ones from falling down and getting hurt, we protect ourselves from being rejected by others. Our egos dented and bruised by life's harsh reality check, we build a wall to barricade the moments that would hit us hard.

As we build the wall and stay crouched, awaiting the blows from life, we loose sight of all the good things that come with the pain. The lessons, memories, support and friendship because every thing in life comes with a price. Sometimes it is taken away for the better other times, to teach you a lesson.Something lost, is something else gained.There are many cliche sayings such as when one door closes another opens or when God removes something from your hand he replaces it with something better. At the end of the day, all that matters is whether you let the past stay where it is and put your best foot forward and take the plunge. At the end of the day it is entirely up to you to make a decision that either hurts you or fills you with joy, which ever way it goes, the undeniable truth is that it molds and shapes you for the tomorrow you anxiously await. You are defined by the chances you have taken, not by the ones you let slip away, the only question remains; how do you want to be defined?

The Memories That Once Were

As I sit here and ponder on all the thoughts that have crossed my mind, I fin myself coming across bittersweet memories. How do you move forward when there is so much holding you back? The hardest thing in life is learning when to let go. It isn't throwing in the towel as much as it is learning to walk away from something that no longer makes you grow. You stay, the memories are familiar and unchanging. It does not hurt you because you know the ending, you know the outcome.But that is all it is, that is all they are; memories. You do not forget them, but you don't love in them as well.

Afew weeks ago, a friend's mother passed away. She had to make that decision whether he lived or died. How does one find it in them to choose the life that would be of poor quality to someone or death to end the misery? How do you look at the one you love and say goodbye one last time, knowing that this day forward, he/she will no longer be part of your life but only a memory?

As she came up to me, "how do I forget the memories?" That sentence till resounds in my head. How do you forget memories? Are you supposed to forget them? What if they do more bad than good to you? Do you still keep remembering them? How do you look at someone and tell them that you aren't supposed to forget the memories but cherish them, when you know a loved one's memory only brings heartache and pain?

Let them flow, let them pass through your body like morphine attached to your vein. Let it ourse through your body and let it flow like a river. Let it heal the pain with heartache and tears and broken trust and faith. Let it bring you crashing down, with hoplessness in your eyes.From there, the bottom of the bottomless pit, the place where you learned to grieve and comfort yourself, the place where tears dried out and you can see clear again, the place where you lost faith but started to believe in yourself, is a perfect place to start anew. For that does not kill you, only shall make you stronger.

Love NEVER Fails

As I have been bitten twice shy once again on the train to misery and loneliness (out of my own wrong doing may I add), Many things have been popping up in my head as well as people popping into my life out of the blue. But one thing never fails to come into my mind, that one thought of the person that has a pinnacle point in my life.I know that sometimes when you come from two wholly different backgrounds, thoughts and actions may clash, but the beauty of love is that even though the mind may be angry, the heart still cares. After everything has died down and gone to rest, do you continue to feel angst towards someone that seems dearly to you?

Forgiveness is one of those gifts that is worth giving back and keeping at the same time.People may see this trait as weakness or a liability to oneself, but the truth is, forgiveness is what keeps us going, forgiveness gives us strength in times that we would need to be strong.As far as I know, it is hard to let go of someone you love, especially if you still want to give it another try. There aren't a certain number of fights that you go through before you break up. Sometimes you can go through a million fights in a month's time and realize at the first day of the second month, the relationship is always worth that one more try.

We live in a world where relationships are painted in a picture where no fights whatsoever occurs. Or that only a few fights happen. Truth is fights and disagreements will take place. Love is not based on the lack of fights or disagreements or misunderstanding. You cannot measure love. Love is endless (gets you pretty crazy too!) , if you try to make sense of loving someone, if you try to make sense of someone being jealous or a bit too caring and protective, if you try to make sense of a feeling and emotion that doesn't need senses, then you will fail. Love is pure and innocent, sometimes we may come off naive and irrational, because a heart wants to take the risk and at the same time is afraid of getting hurt. So what do we do? We put our guards up and shield ourselves away from any truth that may hurt but at the same time heal our past wounds.

Healing is a tough thing, since you cannot get better without feeling a little pain. The moment we feel that there is a chance that someone might betray us, or hurt us, in other words, opening ourselves up again, we fear the worst. You will never get it right the first time, especially after the initial disastrous relationship, but as long as you are trying, then you are moving forward.People may reject you of your past, sometimes you may not know how to reveal past scars. Find someone that can look at you and say it to your face when you are doing something wrong, find someone that will scream and shout at you for your mistakes and then comes back to love you. Then you know you found someone that truly cares. If they could not be bothered to help you get back up and take you away from the wrong path, do they care for you as much as you think they do?

Maybe I wasn't asking you to love me, maybe I was only asking you to understand.Because for so long I've been hurt and for so long everyone has ignored it, and maybe it is bad timing, but maybe I don't care. Waiting for you to say I've been waiting too. yet you haven't and maybe you never will. or maybe you are afraid as I am. But it all hurts the same, and in the end I will be the one that is left broken. When I lay down to sleep, I will still be the one crying. So screw the bad timing. I've loved you then like I've love you now and you know already deep down, I always will.

Chocolates and Heartaches

Another day passes and I sit here wondering whether you will be mine again. I ponder on all the thoughts we could have shared, and as each time I think of calling you I recall it is not me who needs this space but you. So I wait hoping and praying you will come right back.But the chances of you walking back in with a smile and a heart that feels the wonder of us is slim, and the chances of me walking away heartbroken are high. Yet, I am still ready to take this chance, this risk knowing I might fall flat on my face in front of a crowd jeering.

Although I got the support of many I wait to see your hand to pick me back up. I'm lost in a cloud of strangers as my friends and looking for a soul that soothes mines as they meet. I long for another embrace, another laugh, another cry with you. Could it be we needed this? Would it hurt us more than fix us? I don't believe in meant to be's , I just believe in you and me and that is all I need. so just let me hear your voice so my heart stays calm awaiting for you, and knowing you are okay and everything will be fine.

I'll fight till the world crumbles under my feet, I'll be stubborn and irrational if only that means I get to keep you for just another day longer. If that means your breaths are familiar to me then I'll shut the doors and stay in with you for eternity. Can you promise me your heart? Can you promise me your tears and heartaches? I swear I'll share the chocolate with you too.

Make a promise standing here as the world falls apart, I'll look into your eyes and you look into mine. We'll smile to each other and hold hands, make a promise that no man made disaster can stand. I will walk into your arms with tears on my face knowing this day forward it is just you and me and nothing else could come between us.

But I guess that dream has come to pass, and there needs to be space that separates and blurs the dreams to just a thought not worth pondering upon. Could you stand with me one last time? Make a pact that we'll make it to the end. I'll call you and share as each story happens and we'll laugh and cry and make fun of everything that needs be. I give you my word, I give you my heart, this is a battle we could win.

The ribbon tied blessing

As otday is another brick on the wall to building it right back up as soon as it shattered to the ground. I realised that for so long I have been trying to make sense of my failures and short comings. Yet today I realized that the best decisions that you could ever make are the ones that do not make sense; no logical reason what so ever sometimes.

 So do not worry if you're heart is on your sleeve, or if your heart is drunk and like a kid. If you want something, it won't be easy, it may sometimes feel like things won't come through, but it is when you are at your hardest that if you follow through, things come through. I witnessed the best and worst week today and I was blessed to know that I got an amazing support system.

The best thing to witness is when you are down in the dumps, feeling like you just want to kick the bucket and then someone comes up to you and says you changed their life for the better. I guess for me knowing that lives can be changed by a slight effort of taking time to listen to them and empathizing with them is a huge impact on the way I treat people close to me. I close myself up to people close and just be a shoulder to lean on, but as I start to open up, I see that people actually care more than you think.

I spent one of my best days today devoting my time and just in adoration of our loving Mother, and I realized I cannot be stressing myself on things I cannot change. I cannot worry if someone does not feel the same way I feel or no longer does for it is not my battle to fight but that person's.You just be the best damn person you can, and that is if you wear your heart on your sleeve then go ahead and wear it out! Your life is yours and no one else's.

I realized that yes I may be a total emotional wreck and a crazy maniac, I am clumsy and a nuisance you can love me and hate me at the same time and I am as flabby as an obese whale could be, but my heart is pure and I can bet you a million bucks from now till the day I die that there wont be anyone that could love someone as well as I can. In an imperfect package comes a package that is perfect, but during delivery it was thrown around, and dented at the sides, but if you open it up, it is still that same package you were waiting for, sometimes you're whole life.

Another one bites the dust

What I do not get is why people look at you and say you keep talking about someone, or why do you keep talking about him? When a piece of you falls away from you, there is no exact time to heal or move on. People push you to move on or force you to walk away from something you held onto for so long and even though you are hurting and bleeding inside, you just have to put a band-aid on something that needs surgery to heal because you would just like to see the other person happy.

People should start to realize that sometimes it is not about whether someone is trying to move on, the fact that they are with you trying to make things work is already them trying, give them space and time to heal. You had your time you had your chance, but they do not want to take that chance to leave you to heal, because they already lost an opportunity to be with someone they really love. Be there for them when you said you would, do not give them another of those empty promises because they are trying to believe that are not a screw up or a mess, they are not an option when people are bored and they turn to them. The have feelings that are hurt, but they give even though they may not have much of their heart to give now since it is broken. Give them hope that there is someone that might see something special in  them for once and give the strength to look in the mirror and actually see that same thing.

To those who say I am not the right person for you months after dating, where the hell was your brain when you started to get to know someone? When they actually started telling you they had feelings more than a friend, where was your honesty and integrity then?? Or were you too selfish to actually lead them on and let them fall once they were soaring high? People deserve the truth, people deserve someone that is willing to fight for you, because at sometime in your life you would want that too. People deserve someone that actually cares to be around  them and take the effort to make them smile. So if your heart breaks the next after you have done this to someone, know that this is exactly how the person felt, time after time, person after person, ex after ex, and you told her to just "move on".

The little magic in life

So ladies, I know a lot of us are confused and have the lines blurred out between  knowing whether you are a gold digger and asking him to get a job. The solemn truth is that you are not a gold digger if you ask him to go out and earn some money. You are not a penny monger if you ask him to go out and send in applications and resumes and keep searching till something comes up. In fact, you are raising him up and pushing him out to greater things.  

A lot of people look at a person and think of she is just using him to get money and sometimes, yes , I agree that is the case. But if she hollers at you and keeps on pestering you to go and make something of yourself, instead of sulking and moping about at home, trust me that is not a gold digger. 

So, if you do have someone that actually cares about you and wants to be there for you, if you do not make an effort or make a move to stand where she is, trust me she will leave.As the saying goes. if she is easy she won't be worth it, if she is worth it , she won't be easy. So if you feel she is the one, keep pushing on and fight. A lot of people these days has forgotten the terms such as fight, will power, perseverance. People expect things to be given to them, we wait for an opportunity, we sit and wait till the time comes. 

How in the world do you expect things to happen without you pushing forward and making a move? Life does not just happen, you make it happen. You do not ever sit and wait and watch it go by, because before you know it, half a year is gone and all you have done is sit and watch other people make things happen for themselves. 

A bit like magic, life takes it's course. In order to have fun with magic that you see a magician doing, you need to have a little bit of faith and belief. The funny thing about this comaprison is that in life, you have to be both, the believer and the magician to see and experience the magic and surprises that await you. You have to be the one pulling the rabbit out of the hat and watch in amazement as it looks at you and then hops away into it's own habitat. Life has it's ups and downs but you gotta be a little crazy and believe that any moment now you will escape from the chest where your hands have been tied and sealed shut and come out as a victor.