Thursday, March 22, 2012

Be My Daisy

Dear Daisy,

Now life is not that bad. Besides getting myself praying for more patience, in the end i only wish for one thing. Forget about being married and have babies. I have enough of the crying and all that attitude. I realize i will never make a good mother when i am so wounded. I told myself not to carry it to the next generation but then it turns out to be a battle. Indeed it is. I would call it war among my inner me and that's when i realize and truly notice that i am so wounded to the point i forgot what it is having to raise a kid. Not my kid. I'm not even married. But i did told you that i'm babysitting my sister's kid and it really kind like knock me out. Marriage is not a simple thing to do and that includes having babies. There are times when my patience gets the best of me and i'm always scared what would happen cause it's really bad. The scar that i had is really bad to the point i'm about to lose my sanity. That's why i always seem to be more quiet when i had a feeling i would blast off. It is such a scary moment. Thankfully i can handle all of this myself cause that is what i do all day long. Mending the broken. I'm grateful having a way to work things out. Until then Daisy.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Be My Daisy

Dear Daisy,

I know i promise you a lot of things. There is not much time that i had nor i have the will to write any post. No, i am not on heartbreak or whatsoever but things has been pretty lonely for me. Most of my friends have found their love one and got married including my exs. Bwahahaha. While i'm still on the term of running away from love but wanting to get married. Pretty weird right? I never know how my mind work sometimes. It's quiet adventurous i must say. Anyway, i'm not going into the past for now. Too tired to remember the bits  from the past. It can be rather boring since it is the same thing as in the future. Welcome to my life. As long i didn't mention i'm getting married then i must say my leg is bound to the ground. Although i dream of flying but we all know what happen when gravity makes its move. We landed with a painful thud on the ground. Those who dare and have their will written they might have chose the safer bet. Die before even starting to fly. Ngiahahaha. My goodness. It really is unladylike of me to think of that way. Not that i am. And certainly not.