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I once lived for love, twice for the well-being of others, and the effect nearly killed me.
Mere musings.
I live for love too
love for others and it's killing me slowly
so it wouldn't hurt if I say I also live for myself
I love dancing and that's sort of the only thing that's keeping me from wanting to be alive. I swore to myself that I would never stop until I can be the best I can be and one day, I'm going to be better than the people who never believed in me
I know I have something to prove to myself. I have to know my life's worth and my purpose. Curiosity also keeps me up. What would happen to my life and stuff like that. I'm young so... I guess life has a lot more to offer.
I like learning a lot of things. I LOVE learning and the more I live, the more I realize that I know nothing. There's just so much things I have to learn.
Also, I don't like losing. If I take my own life, I feel like a loser. I want to fight and fight. I love pain and pleasure
I feel a lot of pain in living my life. I feel unloved, unwanted and a piece of shit that no one wants. Yes I do feel sorry for myself but it won't end there. I won't let it end there. I don't love myself and I don't want to die until I learn to love myself.
I hate and love life. It's actually addicting. I feel too much pain that when there are small things that make me happy, I grab it so hard. It's like grabbing sand really... I realized I can never grab happiness. It comes and goes and I have to live with pain.
There's always too much pain in my life and sometimes, I feel like a fool. I feel like a piece of toy. I feel played by life. I feel stupid because I always grab small opportunities that make me happy and end up being sad but always hoping... always hoping for happiness because I know I wasn't made to be happy.
I have a lot of times when I'm so down... soooooo down and locked that when I see light, I get blinded by it. I feel so much suffering and what's hard... what's hard is that life was never kind to me. I have to be strong even if I'm not built to be that way. When I feel like breaking down, I have to suck it up because no one cares. I'm alone in this life and if I have to suck everything up and survive, I'll do it because deep down, I know I'm worth it. I have a purpose.
I gather myself up and face the world with all my smiles... but I know that deep down, And while I live, a part of me slowly starts to crumble and break into pieces. I try hard to put the pieces of myself back together. But it's no use. That's where I get my strength. Isn't it ironic?
I'm getting strength while corrupting myself. The more I live, the more scars I have. Scars that can never heal through time.
There are times when I want to end my life and give up but I ask myself.... what's this for? what's all the pain I'm experiencing for? I just know that it's not for nothing.
I've been through a lot of things and I'm not giving up now.
When the sun rises, it rises for everyone.
-Cuban Proverb