At this point, I think It's time to gave up. I was overconfident to think I have a chance, where I don't have something special at all.
August 12, 2025 at 7:41 PM
At this point, I think It's time to gave up. I was overconfident to think I have a chance, where I don't have something special at all.
Maximize your 24 hours a day, bro!
July 11, 2025 at 2:07 PM
Maximize your 24 hours a day, bro!
You have potential, you have all resources, and you know how to do it. Just try harder to flip the current situation.
July 11, 2025 at 2:06 PM
You have potential, you have all resources, and you know how to do it. Just try harder to flip the current situation.
Focus on your values, not others.
July 11, 2025 at 1:52 PM
Focus on your values, not others.
I WILL SAY IT HERE LOUDLY IN SECRET. I LOVE YOU, DARLIN', BUT I CAN'T TELL YOU. I PRAY TO GOD! YOU AND I ALWAYS BE HAPPY, EVEN WE DON'T TALK EACH OTHER ANYMORE. NO MORE PAIN, BUT HAPPINESS!
May 7, 2025 at 10:48 AM
I WILL SAY IT HERE LOUDLY IN SECRET. I LOVE YOU, DARLIN', BUT I CAN'T TELL YOU. I PRAY TO GOD! YOU AND I ALWAYS BE HAPPY, EVEN WE DON'T TALK EACH OTHER ANYMORE. NO MORE PAIN, BUT HAPPINESS!
I wake up today, I can feel the joy as I tried to paint again my life. I tried to cover the scribbles with rainbow and the lightest sunshine with hope for a change of my future life. May I forget her and move on? Ofc. I think it's time to throw a love with no good mutualism for us.
May 7, 2025 at 10:43 AM
I wake up today, I can feel the joy as I tried to paint again my life. I tried to cover the scribbles with rainbow and the lightest sunshine with hope for a change of my future life. May I forget her and move on? Ofc. I think it's time to throw a love with no good mutualism for us.
I’ve known love before, fallen countless times, yet never felt like this. I turn away, yet her presence haunts me, a constant reminder of who I’ll never be. Even at my lowest point, her kindest light forces me to believe I have potential when the truth is, I’m nothing more than a forgotten waste.
April 24, 2025 at 2:17 PM
I’ve known love before, fallen countless times, yet never felt like this. I turn away, yet her presence haunts me, a constant reminder of who I’ll never be. Even at my lowest point, her kindest light forces me to believe I have potential when the truth is, I’m nothing more than a forgotten waste.
My days are shadows, my steps lost in the dust, racing against time as everything slips away. Yet still, I press on, hoping one day I’ll be worthy enough to stand by her side.
April 24, 2025 at 1:57 PM
My days are shadows, my steps lost in the dust, racing against time as everything slips away. Yet still, I press on, hoping one day I’ll be worthy enough to stand by her side.