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How the hell are we g'na live life with no regrets when we can't even predict the future?It's like we make up our minds, but how do we know what outcome it may bring?
& then when you found out something that might cause you to be hurt, what do most people do?
They run. Away. Never come back. I mean, there are so few people in this world we can trust.
At the end of the day we only hope that there'll be people backing us up when things go wrong.
Nothing comes easy. To be able to find someone who'll be by your side no matter what happens, now that is something we don't get everyday.
Then what happens to those with no one to care for? Everyone deserves somebody isn't it.
What we want is not to be everybody's everything.
What we want, is simply to be somebody's something. & that alone, means everything.
Afterall, how many people truly understands you? How many actually cared enough to listen to your silence.
Because if you don't understand their silence, how are you gonna understand their words?
& for somebody who always makes the wrong decisions & let chances pass by, who will really understand & stand by her.
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you.”
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it's done. It's that easy, and that hard.”