As if my physical self isn’t already overworked by the onslaught of dance trainings, but thank god that, is over for now.
I question myself daily, on why things are not going the way I wish they would. On why we’ve changed, on what exactly is the cause of the differences (or indifference, yes, pun intended), and on how to make every single day a little more liveable.
Quiet moments these days are embraced by turbulent thoughts. When I think no one’s looking, I cry. And then reality hits, suck it up cos life has to go on, school training performances all. There’s simply NO time to deal with the problem, or even think about what exactly IS the problem.
It’s so much easier to be angry with someone, than to be disappointed. (via gouroudelamour)
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