Understood.


Do you ever gave up on love?

You be saying to yourself,

"Oh fuck up. Love, go fuck yourself!".

'Cause I did. I am. Still am.

I don't care about it anymore. I even say to myself that I won't care if I won't get married one day.

The reasons?

[Okay. First, I am not writing this out of objectivity but it is out of subjectivity. What I wrote here ain't do nothing against your views :)]

All of us know since it is pretty obvious that people nowadays tend to fall for the physical characteristics of someone. They tend to closed one eye when it comes to the person's personality. That is the reality of public perception that I need to face daily or even for the rest of my life. I am aware for I am not pretty, not even close to skinny and even have no sense of humour. Plain Jane is how I love to roll in!

Sadly enough, Plain Jane ain't what guys look for in a girl. Haa haa...

Free tossed knife are everywhere. It hunts for trusts. The most sacred shit someone could be given and take. Hmm. Trust. It's a big thing and commitment. Placing your trust on someone that we only know the surface of their ocean doesn't sound like a good idea that can be carry to our future but as a human being, that's what we tend to do. Worst, that's our favourite hobby!

Am I sad when I think of it?
Yes.

Is that going to change other's perspective?
No.

Damn. I should stop writing.

Goodnight.

Love,
Ophelia ♡

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