freakingly frustrating!

...like your heart's gonna burst out of your chest,

...like your brain is squeezed, it would explode,

...like your body's trembling out of fury.

unrealistic optimism

i know i'm not the perfect "leader." this sounds cliche, but i've tried my best! i did all i could... but it was never good enough. fuck. where do you hang on when all optimism is gone? where do you draw the line between "i-can-do-this" and "i've-had-enough?" we keep telling ourselves we can do it. we keep believing that we can...and sometimes, believing is all we got. ='(

when the cup gets full

the heart can only hold so much. the mind can only bare so much. what do you do at times when you just can't hold it all inside. i... in the middle of the blinding lights of carabao park and the glooming darkness of palma bridge, under the downpouring rain... sat down, and cry. crap.

rising when you fall

if there's one absolute truth about life... it goes on. that's the frustrating point. life sucks sometimes but it doesn't really give you any choice but to go on. scream! if you must. cry! if you must. but at the end of the day, the downpour of the rain will stop... the darkness will find its way to the light, and the light will be just enough to get you by.

shoutout --> hey "crying shoulder," i owe you one. tnx!

*aleen_down and back again.