“Don’t tell me who I am because unless I write all my thoughts down on a piece of paper and hand it to you, you don’t even know half my life. Isn’t it weird how you never seem to focus on what you like about a person but tend to notice every flaw they have?”
—Unknown (via littlemiss)
November 2009
60 posts
barely one more month
..and it’s a new year again. new? idts. I’ll go ahead and write me a list of resolutions again. Resolutions that get rotten in my wallet at the end of the new(?) year.
This year contained most of the changes that changed and will continue to change me forever. I’m happy. Yet I regret too much.
Still I pursue this tradition of mine, because somehow, it makes me realize that a chapter has ended, that whatever happens, this life, at the end of the day, or at the end of the year, is still mine to live, to write about; and that alone, I am so grateful for.