Broken ceilings, broken dreams, and a broken heart - This is where I am now. This is what I have. This is what I own. Never state the obvious, but dig down some more.
Sometimes, people tend to become materialistic. That is why there is no doubt that all positive feelings become immaterial.
Some people say that love sees no boundaries. Two people do not need to be in the same age, gender, appearance, and life status. But I think, the meaning of love alters when practicality and sagacity cut in.
People in this kingdom misjudge and underrate me ever since. Their views about me probably stop me from wagging my tail and achieve what I dream of. Try to see the life I'm living back in my humble hut.
When you are in love, you tend to forget your own value. Some say, there are plenty of fish in the ocean. I used to think I was Ariel, a mermaid who was being hunted by plenty of fisherman. But then I met Prince Eric, and there... I forgot that I was one of the Disney princesses and forgot the other Prince Charming. (Yes, I can have a lot of airs and boast.)
I chose the rain that occasionally comes, over the sun that gives sunlight the whole year. It hurts! Nevertheless, I once enjoyed dancing in the rain. So, thank you... Big time!
This post is going nowhere. People would sure think that this baloney is posted by a childish, stupid, stubborn, braggart, finicky, and inexperienced girl. And these people are right... It is my blog.
Sometimes, people tend to become materialistic. That is why there is no doubt that all positive feelings become immaterial.
Some people say that love sees no boundaries. Two people do not need to be in the same age, gender, appearance, and life status. But I think, the meaning of love alters when practicality and sagacity cut in.
People in this kingdom misjudge and underrate me ever since. Their views about me probably stop me from wagging my tail and achieve what I dream of. Try to see the life I'm living back in my humble hut.
When you are in love, you tend to forget your own value. Some say, there are plenty of fish in the ocean. I used to think I was Ariel, a mermaid who was being hunted by plenty of fisherman. But then I met Prince Eric, and there... I forgot that I was one of the Disney princesses and forgot the other Prince Charming. (Yes, I can have a lot of airs and boast.)
I chose the rain that occasionally comes, over the sun that gives sunlight the whole year. It hurts! Nevertheless, I once enjoyed dancing in the rain. So, thank you... Big time!
This post is going nowhere. People would sure think that this baloney is posted by a childish, stupid, stubborn, braggart, finicky, and inexperienced girl. And these people are right... It is my blog.