Denying

I always love twilight these days. Not the book, the real twilight. I have one thought, "Well, Aurora, your dream of life will be always as pretty as this view scene. The amazing color of the sun lights starts to go to sleep. It won't be stop to paint the sky for your next 100 years. Don't stop, Aurora."

I consider I used to keep things sparkle, then it's not fun anymore. So, I'm trying to face the true of them. Denying all of their attractions. Denying those weird things, facing what their feelings about the bad things of me. Which is now, I knew the real life world acting of real me.

So, I'm trying. Denying. Until, I gain myself back to trust, at least one day, someone matter.

"Life doesn't stop for anybody. I simply become more myself. I'm not sorry. Anna Frank said it's in our own hands. So, I've done it."
"I'm not blind. I fight for what's inside of me. My life will never make sense if I deny it. I have it even more fully in my heart."
"So, here's the truth. You're badly wounded. I've been there, too, and I chose to deal with it. I give you the numbers. It's your call."
"Those wounds made these scars. But not you, I see these scars, now, as beauty. Raven said, mutant and proud. If mutant can, why can't you?"

it's absolutely weird, isn't? Well then, it's true. No matter how much wounds you've been through and how many scars there still left to reminds you, They don't make you. You make you."

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