2.09am..... Friday.....26 August 2011



Despite all the shits that's been happening in my life, I move on. I keep moving on because it is the right thing to do; because it is the only thing I can do. I find it pointless to waste what's left of my time being remorseful, regretting or feeling bad for myself and what's left of my rotten reputation. Think about it, nothing's going to change what has happened; nothing's going to prevent more bad things from happening. You know no matter how far you run, the memories are still going to hunt you down like a dog and haunt you like a fucking ghost.

So what's left to do? Brace yourself, be brave, chin up and face the problem, deal with the demon and go on with your life. I move on in order to create more memories and experiences to stack up against and block out the bad ones. Leave every bad screwed up shit behind, and move on. Just keep walking with your head up high and never to look back. I move on because I need to, because there's no other ways to deal with shits of life.

In contradiction to my dogma above, does moving on is considered as another term from running away? You see, if you moved on from your past by changing your surrounding and people you used to hang out with, it is a way of 'moving on' but it also meant that you're running away from your past.


Well, food for thought. I'll leave you to it. Cheerio.



Quote of the day "I'm not crazy, my reality is just different from yours."

Labels: dogma, just a statement, life