Having a bad day, or may I say a bad week, I just couldn’t stop myself from crying and swearing. And then after a long chat with a friend this afternoon, a very good guy, I came to realize that it is my time now to get up on my feet again, finding a new path, one fresh start.
All my life, I know I did good things, bad things. See, I’m no slut, yet I’m not an angel, if you know what I’m saying. And I might have done real bad from time to time, but hey, that’s a part of being human.
So here I am, trying to stand with my head up high again. Trying to forgive, not to forget. And I don’t need no regrets. At all. I have a life, no not just a life, I’m living a good one, that is why I have to stop whining and complaining about a single thing. Just like my tag on plurk, I’m living life to the fullest. I deserve better, I can do better, and I will. The hell I will!
Oh wow, looking back now, I can’t help not to laugh. I mean, seriously, what was I thinking? Doing what I’ve been doing, I must be nuts hoping that I’d easily walk away. Yes, the anger, and my sadness, they will still be there for the rest of my life, perhaps. I will never give up, though. I’m not a person who gives up on things just because it seems to be a hard way. No, I’m not that kind of person.
You can’t beat me. Nobody can. I am so moving on.