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Choices

hey
I bring forth something that has happened in most people's lives and if not then pray it never happens!! Because I am not really making it up when I tell you that everything you choose in your life happens according to that choice.

I read this particular phrase somewhere that "We All Love Whats Broken And Beautiful" So, i have known this for quite sometime that in order to be desirable I need to be broken since i cant do much for beauty (believe me that shit isnt my forte). So I started wishing if only i was broken and i just wasnt, been always too happy and cheerful when presented to others, kinda hid my emotions often and i preferred it that way. This was probably the reason I have had faced rejection more than once, because I dont open myself up to anyone, not even the ones I wanted to open my heart to. Then again, somethings arent meant to happen.

I eventually understood my mistake and opened up to one girl whom I liked but, I freaked out when i started falling for her and we separated and that was the end of it, I got back to my life as I knew it.
They say that a person's eyes are the windows to his soul and I have been complimented that i have beautiful eyes dont know if thats true.



I tried hiding behind books and music but, couldn't for long, no man can deny his nature and my nature wasnt that, I was a loudmouth :P (still am). I remembered 2 days I realised that there is certain girl and i love her, took a days time and me being the ever hyper idiot confessed  and she freaked, thats how anyone would behave (trust me when I tell you that it wasnt her fault) but yea so that happened again and Im not happy, Im crass with all this funny business I dont wanna be broken or some messed up shit but, would rather have someone to hold hands with, smile with, care for and all the shit you do when you are in love.

So all in all choose wisely

"If The Blessing Set Forth You, Make Your Choice and Be Content"

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