Ones view of the world is molded by ones experiences, ideals, character and strength of faith.
I've always thought, those who think about killing themselves are people who got tired of watching the sky and its beauty.
those who thought about hating the world are those that got tired of understanding how it works.
You are hearing this from someone who knows.
This is life. And one beautiful sad truth is that, you dont force life to fall in love with you.
you love life.
and with strong faith, life will one day, smile at you and love you back.
Through journeys and struggles, never forget how beautiful the world is, and the fact that what makes the world worth living are the people in it, what it has to offer, standing up after every failure and finding that special person who'll want to witness your existence- for forever.
I am me. and I this is how I was molded.
I learned breaking the rules, fighting for what I believe in, falling in love with people and getting hurt for bad uncalculated decisions resulting to failing grades.
I am growing up. I am still in my boat continuing this journey, but I never forget the places I've been to, the experiences and the little battles for the wrong and right.
I am growing up and so are you.
look up, and see the sky.
it's beautiful ,isn't it?
and it's looking back at you
also finding you beautiful.
Have some faith.:)
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Hey guys ;) As I've said in the story description if you read it, this story is not hmmm... how should I say this, not in the normal form of story writing. some chapters which I prefer calling STRIPS are in monologue form. the happenings are not particularly in order. some chapters could happen after the other, some could be flashbacks. that's why I call it strips, :) you put them together
and I'll say it again, I am no writer but anyone can try. so here I am, for some fun and random out of the blue decision of posting something in wattpad. if you find this shitty and a waste of time then you shouldn't be reading this, okay? I hate haters, I can be really mean I tell you. let's respect each other for I don't think I've ever hated you.
now then, I'm calm ;) here's a little introduction or a prologue rather :)) I do hope that you learn something from my story or realizations perhaps? and some touch of hope. God Bless you!:))
YOU ARE READING
You're Beautiful
RomanceThis story, is a real life story. Of whose life this is, I won't tell ;) You can blame my choosey imagination right now for my failure to make-up a story leading me to this idea, haha. Nonetheless, literature sure not be chained, shackled -limited...