The Perfect Plan.

Because I think my assignment isn't the most enjoyable thing to do right now. And because I know I'm not supposed to start a sentence with 'because' and 'and'. I'm blogging. :D

To think and to be tired of thinking are two entirely different things yet so similar.

To cry and not to cry simply because you’ve ran out of tears is so different yet so similar.

To love and to hate is so different yet so similar.

So, what do you do when your heart was pumped up with so much love, so much hope, and so much emotion and one day you just discovered that you needed to pump all of it out of your system. The question being, how do you do it? Right now, I won’t have the answer. Not for a while, or at least not until I know for myself.To be able to say goodbye to something so precious to you and hello to something better around the corner is so different yet so similar.

Will you wait forever?

All you need to do sometimes is to take a giant leap. Picture bungee jumping. You fall but you bounce back up and you'll stand on solid ground but if the string breaks at least you know that the feeling of mid-'flying' was worthwhile.

Goodbye.

P.s : Your blog is your blog. So what if it's emo? KEKe