I haven’t been writing for a long time. I’m afraid that if I don’t start again now, I might lose my sense of identity completely. So let’s start with small little things first before moving on to longer ones.

These are a few things my mind wondered about the past couple of days. Some of them might not be compliant to what other people think, but these are my words and what I think…

• People are often attracted to the one person most likely to reject them… but sometimes, that’s only because what they know about each other is incomplete.
• Loving someone may mean that you’ll feel pain - it’s a part of the cycle of life, love and loss. In a sense, though, only the things that are painful to lose are worth loving in the first place.
• Nothing in this world is truly black, and of course nothing is truly white as well. We live in shades of grey. When we think that we’re ‘good’ (white), the chances of us having ‘bad’ (black) qualities are higher because we tend to think that they are ‘good’ too when it’s not.
• We are not likely to give up because of our insecurities. Society influences us a great deal. It is only sad how opinion changes because of what other people say instead of our very own judgement of the decision we wanted to make.
• Insecurities do not make people paranoid and fret over things. It’s the fear that other people know about their insecurities that make them paranoid - if they feel this way, they’ll be always conscious as to what others think about them.
• Perfection is overrated. People know for a fact that nothing is ever perfect, but they still cry when something does not turn out perfect in the end.. And then the excuse would always be ‘nothing is perfect’. Perfection, to me, is only about perception, not really the condition of the matter. People only cry over ‘imperfection’ because they are afraid to admit that they’ve made mistakes, hence shouldering the blame on the ‘nature of perfection’.

*sigh*