Choices

Listening is my choice, to do the talking is not a choice at this moment. Listening to people. That's my choice though I'm not good with words.

I remember how I am used to always listening to my girlfriend everyday life,problems and even the PMS she's having. Lives up the memories is a choice, going through back the memories always not my choice. It is not looking back.

It's always been my pleasure to listen. Don't expect me to answer questions because it will takes time. I wanted to help but to me the tiniest help I do actually is a big step of helping.

It is also my choice to not live with the reality but that is life. Sometimes, you have a choice and sometimes you don't.

May my everyday are blessed with unpredictable,cliche and adventurous life.


P/S : My blog is gettin shitty. Screw me.