Dreams are young and I know, they'll take me where I want to go....

I hate Sunday mornings as I don't find any reason to wake up...I hate Monday mornings as I feel too lazy to leave my bed...I still vote for Mondays... It's not that I love my job or I find anything to be passionate about...Still I just love the feeling that I'm working. Though it's not something I'm made for or born to do, it gives me independence to fulfill my needs. Dreams are true...real and I'm destined to dream more...Still I'm happy with the little things in my life...I'm happy cause I've a purpose to live...to wake up...and a freedom to express and dream...

Mistakenly mistaken....

I never repeated my mistakes...I made another one or made it differently... 

Can't hate truly...deeply...

I can't hate anyone completely... I may dislike some traits of their characters...but can't hate. If you hate or reject someone out right...you can't learn anything from them...It's not that I want to be a person like any of them. But I always think if I'm asked to play their roles would I be able to perform? If I hate them, I really can't. I try to find out what's the psychology behind cruelty, disrespect, arrogance, hypocrisy,dishonesty, bitching etc...And I found out a lot of reasons... Now that I understand them better...I can't be a hater.. 

Let's cry together...

I can't promise that I won't hurt you ever...I just know that I won't let you cry alone...