Using dynamites to get through … pretty successful thing to do

I don’t like loosing. Some say that love is a losing game. I don’t intend to lose this one.

This is sure.

Duty and responsibility and personal life.

Great measure of immaturity. It just sucks, I mean being totally immature. I have to overcome this problem, otherwise I can not take responsibility for anyone, not even for somebody other/more than me.

Being honest is important, and admitting mistakes is part of being mature and adult.

I’m pretty much far from that. Plus it is extremely hard and painful. But acknowledging mistakes is part of overcoming them and being a trustworthy person. Or just a little bit more trustworthy. Credibility, this is what it’s all about. Once you play it away, totally or partly, it’s incredibly hard to gain it back, if it happens ever again.

I have many personality problem, like being lazy. Not much, but enough to most probably staying a dreamer and not a free man. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but if only the half of it is true, than it worth to give more than a thought. Shallowness. I don’t want to be shallow, but it’s not just a matter of wish, but the actions. Like I can say, that how much I love someone, if I don’t really act on it. And when I realise that, it makes me feel like a really shitty person. Trust is not worth to play with. Sorry everyone, I did this to. I try, and try harder.

And thanks to still be there … even when you only see the Moon; and not just you ….

Advertisements

About yorkketchikan

I'm just a boy from Europe, as i was told. I'm young, but not for so far, it's not fair -i know it. This isn't my native language, but i'm trying. Started this one for no better purposes than writing in English, because lots of things come to my mind at first in English, sometimes it's disturbing, sometimes not. I love books, rather said: fond of them. I'm not alike anyone else, maybe this is the main problem, not following the mainstream.... If you corner me, I will come out swinging, taking you with me to the seventh hell of the seventh hell. View all posts by yorkketchikan

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: