#60

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As I grew older, I became more and more afraid of the future. Of those uncertainties, of what yet to come.

The fear of falling apart makes me settled for something less. Because it’s easier, it’s safer and it’s what everyone else is doing.

I used to be proud of myself, of what I wanted to do, of all the things I wanted to achieve. I pride myself on that you know.

Once, I used to walk tall. But as life goes by, I kept getting shorter and now without I even realized I’m barely standing.

-V.H

#58

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Yesterday, I closed another chapter in my life. One that I fought so hard for.

Ending this part of my life, I was reborn; a better matured person. And during that time, I learned how painful heartbroken is, how people eventually grew apart of one another and how at the end, if it was never meant for you, it will never be yours.

To all of whom I met and knew, the memories will forever be part of me. To those few whom I had the chance to be close with, remember that there is a special place in my heart for you guys. Those late night trips, all those random things we did I will treasure it the most. For I know that everything happened for a reason and you guys will be forever missed.

-V.H

 

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#42

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2 of my friends that are really close to me and I went out the other day and one of them asked:

“Do you think we are the type of friends who would be there for each other if one of us is at the lowest point of our life?”

Both of us answered : “Yeah, for sure. There is nothing for you to worry about.”

And this makes me wonder how many would be there for me, on the lowest point of my life. Don’t get me wrong, this has nothing to do with the number but it’s about who genuinely cares for you.

And yet I still don’t have a definite answer for it, and I’m still wondering.

-V.H