Hold On Baby

I know at the end of my eternity, i will close my eyes and beg for peace.

Today was a stupid day.

I woke up at 7 to go for my french class, then went back home, where i had to listen to obnoxious secondary one students bitch about a girl. Typical. I wanted to strangle the lot of them. They waste oxygen supply by using it to feed their inane ramblings.

Oui, je parle on peur francias. 

You know those days where everything just reminds of you of the mistakes you made? Today it was as if there was this huge neon glowing sign above my head flashing; "WARNING, PROCEED WITH CAUTION. DANGEROUS MEMORIES AHEAD". I swear, everything there reminded me of the stupidity and naivety of my teen, angst filled heart. Its sickening, the amount of self pity i used to have for myself.

That was after i got practically bitch slapped into reality by someone i used to mean the world to. Lets just say its not easy to wash the bitter taste of loss. Those were hard times for me. I only had music to turn to, and while it was nice to indulge in my self pity by listening to emo, angsty songs, i had to get my head out of my heart of swirling emotions. 

Moving on is easy.

Not.

Its hard. But when you're ready, you're ready. Just don't take too long, because by then, most people would have left you behind.

Everyone changes, that includes you. Chances are, when you think everyone else has changed, its you who has changed. Stop changing. I don't like change. For better or for worse. Screw it. I need things to stay the same.

People are much like stars. Life is like the sky. Vast and intimidating. You're just one small star, amongst the thousands, millions of other stars. Some stars are bigger and shine brighter. These are the people who play a large part in our lives. Smaller, insignificant stars, are those that come and go. You know, just because you can't see the stars in the daylight, it doesn't mean they aren't there.

On a sadder, somewhat convulated note, the stars we see today, may not be there anymore. This is because the time taken by the light to travel that distance is so large, it dies. Don't let your light shine only after you're gone. Make the most of your life. 

Its true, what they say about life being too short. Its too short to cry over.

I am sick of everyone else.

All Hail The Heartbreaker.

Au reviour. 

(One last Kiss-Madina Lake, Six Feet Under The Stars-All Time Low, Smother Me-The Used)