Monday, March 29, 2004

Why do we write? We write cause we are part of the human race. We feel. We think. We experience.

Why do i write? I write cause this is the best way for me to put my feelings into words. I write cause i wanna share with others. I write cause it sets me free..

Am i afraid of being vulnerable? Am i afraid of being criticised for what i am feeling? Am i afraid of what people may think of me? The answer is no. Why should i be? I am only human. I write what i feel. I write what i see. I write what is true. I dont make up stories. I dont create fantasies. I am who i am.

Why feel vulnerable when you feel? Afraid that people may see the weak side of you? Afraid that people will judge you? Why should you be? No one's perfect. Everyone has their strength and weakness. Why be afraid to show them cause hey everyone's human. Then why be friends with those ppl who judge? Cause if they really are friends then they shouldnt judge you. They should embrace you for who you are. Everyone's special in his or her own way. If you are afraid that they would use your feelings against you then they arent friends. Dont be afraid to be you. Dont be afraid to show what you are feeling cause it'll be a shame to just throw god's gift to you back in his face.

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3/29/2004 08:27:00 PM
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.The Writer.

I love standing in the rain, letting the feel of raindrops caress feverish skin, letting it wash away my thoughts, worries and pain. I love the feel of sand between my toes, the cool wind whispering in my ear, the soothing sound of the sea, the warmth of a hug. I love anything vintage, historical, mysterious and magical. I like to laugh, I like freedom and happiness, I like the idea of romance, being swept off my feet and happy endings. I currently have no idea where i'm going but i know i'll get where i'm suppose to be in due time. I want things i cant have, I dream of things that can never be but i'm too afraid to leave the things i'm familiar with even when i know i'm adaptable to change. I can be the person you love or hate, like or loath, admire or envy. I am not perfect,
I am just me.