inexorable

what hurts the most.. really ?

How weird.
Ive been staring at the screen for the past.. I forgot how long and I couldnt come up with a proper way to verbalise (or rather, textise) what's been on my mind the entire day. It's weird to run into droughts like these, when I'm usually bursting with random things to say.

Okay maybe I was just stoning cuz I'm tired.

Being on the receiving end of love is undoubtedly a wonderful feeling, but I daresay it can never beat being on the giving end. And who ever said anything about getting anything in return ? That wouldnt be giving anymore, that'd be trading; and what meaning would there be in that ? (:

I find great joy in being on the giving end to others, and there undeniably will be that occasional sting of disappointment, but its still a joy to see how others have been blessed by actions, big and small.

So yes, I will hold on, though I know it renders me vulnerable.

I'm falling sick again ! (Or maybe I'd never truly left that state..) I guess some things never change. sheepish grin*