One of my friend just got dumped today, and that got me thinking...
What do we truly have in this world that belongs to ourselves? Answer: us. We really don' have anyone in this fucking world. If our happiness does not come from within, then we are never truly happy. You can't depend your happiness entirely on someone else. What happens when that person leaves you? You gonna fall apart? Wallowing in your own sorrows? NO! If someone comes into your life and shares his or her time with you, you enjoy that person's comapny while you have him or her. You appreciate him or her for spending his or her precious time with you. When they leave, you remember the times shared, rememnice the times shared, and get on with your life. Because no one truly belongs to anyone. In the end, we are all alone. All we have are memories, and ourselves. For christ-sake, even the clothes that we have aren't ours. Hell it can be taken away by fire, some person, or just disappears on us.
You may think that this is my cruel philosophy, and perhaps that's all it is. However I think this is the truth and reality. I'm not saying that you should feel grim about what I have just stated. All I am saying is for you to enjoy what you have, to appreciate what you have, and not be mellodramatic about things when shit falls apart. It's not the end of the fucking world. Life will go on, I promise you that. Everything will work out just fine in the end. Perhaps that is too optimistic, but hell we all need something to get by in this world right? Enjoy what you have, appreciate what you have right now, and when all is gone, let it go. Because it was never truly yours to begin with. Just be thankful that you were able to enjoy it at all.
Sleep with the angels everyone.
You may think that this is my cruel philosophy, and perhaps that's all it is. However I think this is the truth and reality. I'm not saying that you should feel grim about what I have just stated. All I am saying is for you to enjoy what you have, to appreciate what you have, and not be mellodramatic about things when shit falls apart. It's not the end of the fucking world. Life will go on, I promise you that. Everything will work out just fine in the end. Perhaps that is too optimistic, but hell we all need something to get by in this world right? Enjoy what you have, appreciate what you have right now, and when all is gone, let it go. Because it was never truly yours to begin with. Just be thankful that you were able to enjoy it at all.
Sleep with the angels everyone.