There would be days you’ll feel that all this time you haven’t been a good child. You’ll feel you haven’t been a caring son. You haven’t been a worthy friend. You haven’t been enough as a lover.
These times where you let time passed by unnoticed. You slipped away from opportunities. You lost from a much better road. You’ve missed a whole lot of fun.
All this time it was just good life when you know it could’ve been better. All this time you thought you did great but actually it was just mediocre. All this time you remained one of them. All this time you felt this kind of rewinds on your mind and all you do is kill your peace with these toxic thughts. Now I say get up bitch and do your thing!
In this world bombarded with strangers of norms and beliefs, of perception and deceptions, there would be people who will spring up from the rest. LIke crystals from the vast pebbles and sands, they are the rarest of them all. Like you, my BEASTFRIEND… There were times when I’m in struggle and I felt like snapping, yet you were there to help me stand still and move forward. When I need to share my stories of dramas and of puzzlement, you were there to help my clear the blur of it all. On those times when I;m most stupid and unbearable, you stayed there, kept on pushing and remind me that there’s more to those stress and pressure that’s almost breaking me down. You are the most calm and composed person when all of us around you are giving you so much drama. You always understand and adjust. You always seek for the positive reasons behind the negatives of our beings. You inspire people that there’s no other way than solving trials but with talking it all over. You can be smart, composed then a whole bomb of dynamite craziness. You’re confidence and esteem pinch us everytime making it contagious. Unlike any other, you are that girl best friend you never make second thoughts of doing the extra mile for your loved one’s betterment. You have already the reasons to get hurt or get pissed of all the mood swings we project unto you, but you’ll always be there. YOu’re a sister, a comrade, a cheerio and most of all, the one who’s there, when anyone else is walking away when they can’t understand.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GONDOOOOOO!!! :)
When a bird is restrained, it becomes a figure of grotesque tyranny. It chirps, but with a sad melancholy. It swings, but without flaunting it’s beautiful wings. It’s alive, but it doesn’t show it lives.
But as you free it in the open sky, you’ll see one of the most marvelous scenery the heavens can manifest. It makes you a noble person who gave it’s rebirth. It goes back to where it truly belongs, to where it can be it’s best essence of existence can be. From looking down on it from it’s cage, now it soar high you can’t help but raise a praise of sight on it. For one can be on it’s most amazing state when it gets freed.
Once you witness this with your own eyes, you’ll never want cage it again. You’ll just wait for its return. For one thing we can remember to be a great reason to keep coming back is because that place brought out what one thing we kept during our times of oppression, HOPE.