Sunday, June 27, 2010

It's not a mystery: if you learn to let go, then you also learn to move on.

But we are only human and we succeed to fail. Because if moving on means to get on with life, then who's the fail-human who invented pictures? Better yet, why did God fail and give us memories?

With every rule, there is a loop hole. With every mistake, there should be forgiveness.

I'm not sure why I am, but I'm surprised how much memories Facebook contains. And if the memories are in the form of photos, then they come in form of people. Others would sometimes call these people, friends.

I look back and remember all the people who've passed through into my life, those blessed enough to know me. I got to know them all for a reason. They've all impacted me in some sort of way. Sometimes I surprise myself to have actually met all the people I have, and then I think back to when I lost them and how it happened.

Facebook helps triggers memories of the good, the bad, the ugly, and the oh so hot. And you will always and forever stumble on someone you miss. I remember the ways things were then: they were good, even if only for a little while. And I see things now: that day we walked different paths and ended up where we are now. It's like, you never even got to be my superman. Then I start to wonder about what if's and turn my head into a little mess of bullshit thoughts. It makes you think how fucked peoples' lives were and that it wasn't YOU who changed their life. It's funny how different everything would be if we chose that other path, that other road, that other everything.

Maybe I was never the realist that I set out to be. It was just a facade to mask my stupidity. How I thought I knew it all. I thought I saw through it all and that I was street smart - HARDCORE. Fuck, do you even know me at all? Do you remember the stupid girl panics when I got into little girl situations and waited for someone to save me? Then something happened, someone happened? I lost a little and gained a little bit more. Alcohol gives you confidence you wouldn't believe. So I made it my best friend. And the one thing I couldn't live without. Alright I lie. Or not. But with it came good music and gorgeous people. Alright alright! Dramatic much? But yeah. Go figure: K+A+HF= badabababa.i'mlovingit!

OK you know what? I'm so over this post.