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Isn't it strange, how sometimes you feel like you're in your own movie of some kind because things happen out of crazy coincidence.
I posted something up here last night when I was 'thinking'... and this morning I get a call about something kind of serious but the conversation leads off to her letting me know exactly where he is (and I am 101% certain this person has no idea about how I feel about him). Is this God playing with me? I'm just a small girl in this big big world, He cannot possibly have time for this.
On top of that, after the call Mum starts talking about boys/men and relationships and the things she said was like she knew who I was thinking of secretly, letting me know how bad those kind of relationships would be, how they don't work out most of the time and that she recommends that girls should find someone a LOT older than themselves. It's really weird. And there's me thinking, if something actually happens between him and I and my mum's not pleased about who I've chosen, what would I do? Would I doubt myself? Would it be possible to persuade her? I know she would never tear us apart because my parents have always said that they would respect our choices (but will include their opinions though) even if we ended up choosing a Caucasian who cannot communicate with them (I assume that's a common fear emigrated Asian parents have).
I've always been a good girl, listening to everything they have to say. I've never defied them before, because I never had to. I understand them and they understand me. When something's really wrong then I wouldn't do it, but if something's not too bad, they would let me try it. I love them for that. But when it comes to 'love', it's a very grey area. Wrong and right is from the eye of the beholder. Maybe I just have to hope that nothing happens between him and I, then I won't have to be torn between two.
On a different note, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow and I recently saw on FB a photo where the girl tells the guy that he doesn't have to get her anything for V Day, followed by a photo saying "It's a Trap!". Thought it was funny. I have to admit girls are quite hard to read sometimes. But if I ever do end up spending V-Day with someone special, I really don't need a present, a nice simple but romantic day with them would be enough. To be honest I hate having to think of what presents to get for people (friends, family, whoever) and I can't imagine how much harder that will seem for a guy getting a present for his girl... but then it depends of what type of girl it is. Some are really straight-forward like me, they mean what they say. My mother taught me to be like that, and also to express why I'm not happy instead of sulking about it (did that a lot when I was young, I had a pretty bad temper when I was a kid. Mum said I was just like her before she got married, Dad changed her for the better).
That's all from me for now.... have a nice V-Day with whoever you're with if you're with whoever. LOL
I posted something up here last night when I was 'thinking'... and this morning I get a call about something kind of serious but the conversation leads off to her letting me know exactly where he is (and I am 101% certain this person has no idea about how I feel about him). Is this God playing with me? I'm just a small girl in this big big world, He cannot possibly have time for this.
On top of that, after the call Mum starts talking about boys/men and relationships and the things she said was like she knew who I was thinking of secretly, letting me know how bad those kind of relationships would be, how they don't work out most of the time and that she recommends that girls should find someone a LOT older than themselves. It's really weird. And there's me thinking, if something actually happens between him and I and my mum's not pleased about who I've chosen, what would I do? Would I doubt myself? Would it be possible to persuade her? I know she would never tear us apart because my parents have always said that they would respect our choices (but will include their opinions though) even if we ended up choosing a Caucasian who cannot communicate with them (I assume that's a common fear emigrated Asian parents have).
I've always been a good girl, listening to everything they have to say. I've never defied them before, because I never had to. I understand them and they understand me. When something's really wrong then I wouldn't do it, but if something's not too bad, they would let me try it. I love them for that. But when it comes to 'love', it's a very grey area. Wrong and right is from the eye of the beholder. Maybe I just have to hope that nothing happens between him and I, then I won't have to be torn between two.
On a different note, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow and I recently saw on FB a photo where the girl tells the guy that he doesn't have to get her anything for V Day, followed by a photo saying "It's a Trap!". Thought it was funny. I have to admit girls are quite hard to read sometimes. But if I ever do end up spending V-Day with someone special, I really don't need a present, a nice simple but romantic day with them would be enough. To be honest I hate having to think of what presents to get for people (friends, family, whoever) and I can't imagine how much harder that will seem for a guy getting a present for his girl... but then it depends of what type of girl it is. Some are really straight-forward like me, they mean what they say. My mother taught me to be like that, and also to express why I'm not happy instead of sulking about it (did that a lot when I was young, I had a pretty bad temper when I was a kid. Mum said I was just like her before she got married, Dad changed her for the better).
That's all from me for now.... have a nice V-Day with whoever you're with if you're with whoever. LOL
Sanity, where - ?
The Universe is really testing the amount of work I've put into myself for the past year. But I think what kept me strong was not the work I've put in, but rather the torment I endured in that past year that held me back from crossing that line. I lost my sanity. I don't want to lose it again. Not all of it. I begged for him to leave me with some sanity to cling onto. He pressed, forcefully, playfully, numerous more times even after I said no, and no, time and time again. The devil at work. I should know better... Will next time, if there is a next time, be easier? Or harder?
peace.
I swear there is an energy in this universe that exists. Some call it fate, destiny, God's work etc. Whatever it is called. What it is, I believe it exists. Some souls are just intertwined. For better or for worst. Everything happens for a reason... It just takes time to find out that reason. I have yet to find out that reason, but one can only speculate... My fate has somehow become intertwined with D for several years now, showing me a dark depressed side I never knew could exist inside me. From the first moment I met him, I felt like we knew each other from a past life. And maybe it's true. I joke that he was a player in his previous life since he's heard this line from many girls before. And then X appears out of nowhere to turn my world literally upside down into chaos. I've never met a playful devil quite like himself. A much darker chaos I never knew could exist inside me (worse than the previous dark depressed side I explored). D & X work together to ruin my peace. With no
Where am I?
Running on a hamster wheel, no time to reflect and be artistic and look inwards. Stuck, always moving forwards. I feel like I have lost myself, my old young soul. My poetic self. Torn between my head and my heart. Is it even my heart, more like my wildness. Some animalistic instinct wanting danger and thrill... But innocence. Calm, childish innocence. Where has it all gone? Can I blame it on the COVID bubble, the jail cell I am trapped in whilst my heart seeks adventure and the outside world. Can I blame it on 2 years of deprivation of wanderlust for my sudden wild nature to do heartless, thoughtless, selfish, animalistic deeds. I know what hurt these actions can bring to those loved. Yet when intoxicated (and even when sober) I cannot stop myself from doing them. The intoxication from the attention of another. The feverish excitement and thrill it comes from the touch of someone unknown. Could I imagine, the bitter stain on my name if words get out about the actions done. My
Boys
I rejected boys after boys, not for you, but I let down my guard for you. But it turns out, out of all of the boys you were the only one who didn't take me seriously. You didn't even value me or actually care about me despite all the boys who pursued me. Heck even you chased me, I didn't even throw myself at you like all your past girls you told me about. I was the first and only girl you ever pursued. Yet you still didn't value me. I was nothing serious to you.
I like to say live life with no regrets and I don't regret what happened between us because if I had to choose it would happen all over again, out of naivety at the time. I didn't kn
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