Mind Scribbles #10

I wish I am a robot, I really do. This way I would be able to calculate how much love to give, how much tears to shed, how much fun to share, and how much pain to endure. But unfortunately, I am an ordinary human capable of loving so deep, hurting more, and laughing hard. And unlike a robot that can be physically destroyed, I may also be torn apart though I can wear a smile despite of that. Delicate. Fragile. Sensitive. Real.



~ feminista ~

Mind Scribbles #9

There's a time in your life when emptiness is feeding your soul, pulling you down on the abyss. You know exactly your way out but what's holding you back is the fear that you would be that selfish bitch or you feel it's just not the right thing. But who the hell cares? We each have our own lives to be busy with, than worrying on others' share of happiness. Only you know what's best for you. You paint your own rainbow, cliche as it may seem. Being right or wrong is only a result of some people's biased opinion and prejudice. And unless there is a law that makes it illegal, you can never go wrong in deciding something you well-deserve. Be in control. Maintain your balance. Be human.




~feminista~