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How the simple things in life are so much different from how they actually are. How people doesn't always tell the whole story, but only the part they want others to hear.
Sometimes we play tricks with ourselves, maybe for a reason. Maybe not.
I for one, have always been telling myself that I hate roses. I don't actually hate them, neither like them that much. They don’t look any special to me. I still don’t understand why people go overboard with them. The only thing I know is that what makes me, me, one very little thing is the fact that I try to believe that I hate roses. Mind over matter, and it actually worked. I don’t really know why I did that, but then again, most of the time, I don’t really know why I do what I do. I like the mystery and the unknown questions that lurk around.
But when others do things, the way they do, I like observing and asking them questions. Unraveling the mystery. I always like to think that the truth is far more interesting than it actually is. My life lacks drama, and this must be why I want to stir up everything.
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I used to hate roses myself. But I'm starting to adore them now! I have no idea why
ReplyDeletei have the same thing with roses, same exact thing as you described.
ReplyDelete@Ishee, Ooh. It must be a funny feeling. I can only imagine.
ReplyDelete@Iecco, and I thought I was the only one. Join the club. xD Good to see girls who cant be bought by roses. =P
im the same i guess. i dont go liek omgeaaaaaaah roses if someone gives em to me =\ i dont think im a very into flowers type person. im so un-girly lol.
ReplyDeletenice post! *thumbs up* i specially liked the first paragraph "How people doesn't always tell the whole story, but only the part they want others to hear."
@Naina, awwh. That's fine. we have more than enough share of girly girls in Maldives. LOL
ReplyDeleteThanks.