Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,but by the moments that take our breath away.
I read this on a blog "live love and learn".
Ive read this somewhere before i dont remember where.I remember that hese words kindof i dunno just started resonating through me.I could acually hear it,so many different versions of it.
Now ive been thinking,(i know i do a lot of that).
But why is it that i spend almost all my time thinking about Me, I
There are 7 billion people on this planet,why cant i be like arfa or smething care about others except for just be so obessed with ME.
I do everything to please others.
Im a pushover for that reason.
Why is it so important for me to be liked.To be in a clique.
Why do I have to let myself be sucked into a vortex of endless depression by little things.
WHY CAN I JUST NOT SEE THE BIGGER PICTURE.
I know my thoughts make no sense and have no match with the title at all.But somehow eventhough my brain is at this very moment telling me its wrong to just expose my self, my thoughts on the world wide web,I just cant seem to control my fingers from moving across this keyboard.
I know my blogs dont seem normal or sane at all.Im even thinking of deactivating it.
I dont know anymore.
BUt i would really appreciate it if you would leave a comment on my blog as it encourages me.
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