Cut

cut off things that hurt my feelings, then again I sticked the one I remain left

Pissed

Thế nào là bạn bè,
I have been decieved by myself for so long and now it's so hard to get it over myself from this realisation. And yet, of course, I learn something along my way of growing up.
Bad or not, it's the judegement and thinking of different perspectives. So the question mark raise up, what and how and why
What did just happen? How did that happend and why did that happen,
however, I think I deserve to know it's the circular things in this world process, what comes around, goes around. If that is not, then, I would just need to please by my ownself.

Self-esteem is engraved once again, I have to wear the mask I hate to put on

Fix it with the spray of bitterness, I would survive

As if

if i have known myself less, i would assume my heart was just foolish
Im tossin around with myself wrapped by the cozy blanket, and yet, im still turnin colder and freezin.
The problem is how cold am i towards situation that i have always been wrong to me and,perhaps to my surroundings. 

London is cold even in summer, because how unstable it is and how riddiculous of the weather forecast on iphone or on BBC ( i.e: tomorrow will be cloudy with 50% of raining), It's always fooled me, little by little, and yet, people still need something ( someone) to linger on, even it's not right, and even it's only 50% right.

So yes, I live in the world of gambling despite of my region not in Macau or Las Vegas or even the local casino. I am still gambling,to how my heart will feel each days to different situation. Or, just fool myself that ''even it's cloudy, the chance of raining is low''. The fact about London and England is simple, it's freezing, this by all means, applies to people as well. Civillians or humans are innocent, but they have sins, the sins of fragile,sins of jealousy,sins of being burden or be a burden of,etc... so they are cold, and this nature can,infact, effect me. I am cold with my face and emotions,but still, I'm glad that being NOT British makes me FEEL and UNDERSTAND,what's hurt,what's sad and so on.

But recall this again, is it so not projective it I just declared that Britain is cold,since the population made up by many nationalities. In other words, we are all the same. White,Yellow,Black,British,American,... we are all try to protect and avoid anything along our life.

So there I am, a simplest girl, who gamble in life,in how my feelings will make the tiny different in my world sometimes. Perhaps, I am such a coward, I can not stand the fact of being so righteous all the time,there,I slipped,and I struggling with my guilts.

But yet, I am still me, wearing the mask to blend in but I try,for myself, to be good, to be able to move my toes in the cold,breezy night.

lazy

this is maddness when i havent thought of being constantly update my blog
just because its more private does it deserve to be forgotten?!? im so in a wrong cuz i deceive myself and my own motive. today, when im about to sign in to my blog( by my google account which i never use) the small box of "remember me" makes me think. Think abt that how thoughtful of the people who create thesr function to remember something, to not forget, while these people and us is always in the position of ready to forget something ;)

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