My emotions are like a zipped folder, compressed and compiled. Labels: My quote.
Labels: it's calling for youCan You Hear Me?
I can be moody, emotional and irrational. But I am not one, when i am really moody, emotional and irrational. Don't understand? Its okay. I've never beg for anyone to understand my trueself. Labels: The beating heart of a stone.
If there's someone i wanted to apologise so much in this pathetic world, it would be myself. Sorry, i still can't let you out. If you were to apply the drama concept on me, it would be {I've locked my heart} but screw it, the key to open it was locked inside too.
I'm never one to express, nor confess. So don't expect me to behave according to my emotions. Hypocrites? Whatever you call that. I don't know what to say, but i just wanted to say something using my blog. I seriously have no idea what i really wanted to tell you all, those lost and confused audience who read till here.
I'm not someone who gives praises generously as if they were free-gifts, though it really don't cost. I'm not someone who says sorry whenever i did something wrong, call it pride or whatever. I'm not someone who speaks my mind, i'm rebellious, even towards myself. I'm also not someone who cries a bucket of tears when i'm upset and hurt, not just in front of people, behind too.
Must the words be spoken in order for it to be true? If they're not sincere, what's the point of saying it out. But if you're truly sincere, how can the other party can't feel it? To some people, i might be a constant-spoiler. I says things that are practical and realistic when people are drowning in their dreams and imaginations. I crap when people are serious.
During my childhood days, i remember i loved to watch dramas that have exaggerating scenes and expressions, but i can't remember whether was i laughing at the funny scenes or mocking at them then. Honestly, do people really use so many nerves and muscles to express one feeling? I'm never one who shows my true feelings. Okay, maybe not to the extent of "never", but i'm not used to it. I think probably being happy, it should be my truest emotions i have showed. Why? I finally realised, it's because i suck.
"Who says you need to cry like there's no tomorrow in order to be really sad? And who says those who're not crying aren't hurting?"
I may be like a piece of stone, emotionless or bloodless. But definitely, i don't feel like a peice of stone. It's just the rebellious side of me taking over my heart, mind and soul. So, please, flip my heart over to the other side, there's actually a secret alley there for you to enter.
And here is the little me who thinks that she's talking a whole lot of philosophy that can let every criminals turn into a leaf, that makes every mother understand how their children really wanted a Ipod nano 16gb, and makes every younger sister feel bad for stealing her sister's accessories, but actually it's all nonsense. :D, Karen, seriously, this is Hebelosophy. But no, in my blog, this is TANGJIELOSOPHY.
