"letting go doesn't mean giving up. it means moving on. it is one of the hardest things a person can do. starting at birth, we grasp on to anything we can get our hands on, and hold on as if we will cease to exist when we let go. we feel that letting go is giving up, quitting, and that as we all know is cowardly. but as we grow older we are forced to change our way of thinking. we are forced to realize that letting go means accepting things that cannot be. it means maturing and moving on, no matter how hard you have to fight yourself to do so."

everyone can say they have a reason for doing this, or nt doing this. but seems like im the only one who cant. i have t be the one giving in, be the one suppressing all my dismay, in order t accommodate. im getting rlly sick of it.

i want t be selfish. bt yet i cant.

cos i'll be reprimanded for being childish, for nt being mature enough t think fr someone else's point of view. thn, have anyone spared a thought for me? lately i've been thinking so much, thinking abt the many bt insignificant things i've been giving in lately. yet i dun feel like i was rewarded. each time the dial tone at the other end of the phone dies, i feel like i've been given a tight slap on the face, a strict rejection. each time the receiving end of the phone goes silent, i feel like i've been talking t myself all along. each time i tell myself everything's gna get better, i feel like im deceiving myself.

honestly, whos gna be generous t me? whos gna let me throw all the fits i want in the world and nt criticise me? i feel like running away fr all the work and commitments and promises, esp tday. but im jst nt allowed t. what say you?