“Creo que las mujeres sostienen el mundo en vilo, para que no se desbarate mientras los hombres tratan de empujar la historia. Al final, uno se pregunta cuál de las dos cosas será la menos sensata.”
“I think women try to hold the world together so that it doesn´t fall apart while men try to push history forward. In the end, one wonders which of the two is the less sensible.”
—Gabriel García Márquez
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When all else fails, shopping can be a therapy. And a pair of shoes is always a woman’s best friend. What I did to make myself feel better is buy two skin tonned shoes. I also brought a bag of the same color as well as two dresses.
Yeah I felt better I must admit but if I had a choice I would have chosen having some cuddle instead. My Mom also helped me with her supporting words and advices, these two factors prevented me from being suicidal. My Mom is the best although she’s not perfect, she helped me a lot in dealing especially with myself.
Therefore I must conclude Mothers are the Bestest best friend a woman can have. A mother wont leave her children in times of need and us being their lucky children should show them how much we love them. Cheers to all the Mothers in the world!
Do you ever have the feeling of wishing that someone special is reading your blog posts or facebook statuses? That special someone you think of every now and then, that someone you wish to talk to but can’t because of your circumstances.
I actually have one…
To you: (i hope you know who you are)
I am sorry for turning my back from you to the moment you needed me the most. I am sorry for being selfish and unfair. I still think of you, please know that. You have been a part of me and will always be and I will never forget you. I wish you happiness always…
every now and then.
The Mask Will Soon Begin To Crack And You Can No Longer Hide The Pain With A Fake Smile That Only Lasts A While.
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I hate it when we fight. We never listen to what each other have to say, we always end up with hearts bruised…pain lingering. I hate to be the cause of your pain but I can only stop once I am satisfied. I hate what we are becoming. So far from where we started, so far from how it all began. But I love you, please remember that. My love for you still grew fonder in all reasons. Let us just stop this hatred in our hearts… :(
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