Life can be simple. If we really want it to be that is. It’s a matter of truly letting go of the past and of the hurt and moving on. Easier said than done, Lord knows I know that. But since this year started I’ve really felt as if I’ve started to discover where I belong. And where I belong is where I let myself be happy. And right now at this very moment I’m no longer holding grudges, or envious, or confused. Right now I’m perfect.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned the hard way it is you can’t please everyone; there will always be someone that is disappointed in you. And you know what? Life goes on, people come and go. Live your life the way you want because only God can judge you.
There comes a time in everyone’s life when someone dear will pass away. And today is that day for my family and I.
Rest in peace Nicholson Phongsa, you were such a sweet kid with a big heart and you knew know evil. I know God has plans for you.
I don’t believe in the words “I can’t”. We live in a society full of lazy fucks. Are you fat? Take some extreme diet pills, screw exercising. Didn’t get what you wanted for your birthday? Cry and bitch until someone buys it for you, who needs hard work. That’s what we’re taught today and it’s so fuckin sad. Everyone has an excuse to their own problems. Everyone takes a shit and expects someone else to wipe their asses. What’s actually a good enough reason to justify your incompetence? Nothing. “I can’t” is a state of mind not a disability. So stop treating it like one.
“Out on the streets where I grew up, first thing they teach us: not to give a fuck. That type of thinking can’t get you nowhere, someone has to care.”
“…the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.”
(Source: evanescent-reminiscence, via aliannamae)
I’ve sacrificed so much to be happy, come so far and I won’t let anyone take that away from me. Everyday I feel myself constantly growing as an individual and one thing I know is that I don’t live to please others. Some may call me selfish but I call it living my life for myself. And I want to do what makes me happy because I work way too damn hard not to be. I work up to 70 hours per week, saving as much money as I can for school so I can reach goals I have laid out for myself. No one has done that for me but me.
Such a geek for Hunger Games, I can’t help it!!
Free time? Who needs it. Free time won’t pay bills, won’t help me save money for school. In my life, there’s no room for free time. Life isn’t cheap.
My past seems to haunt me most when the moon is high in the sky, the stars are glowing bright and I’m alone with my thoughts. My mind frightens me sometimes because it’s the one thing I can never run and hide from. The sadness in my mom’s eyes and the disappointment in my dad’s face still burn even though they’re miles away. My brothers’ voices constantly ringing in my ears. Friendships, left broken tug at my heart. Past relationships leave a bitter taste in my mouth. And after all that, the future intimidates me. Will I be someone my parents can be proud of? Will I succeed? Will I be just another person who goes to Plan B or C when life gets in the way of their dreams? I just don’t know.
