Time.

End Of A Busy Day.

I was watching this sunset with a good friend of mine a few weeks back.

It signified the end of a day, the passing of another twenty-four hours. Somehow, this year seems to have passed by really fast. Everyday, gone in a blur. Sure there were some moments that I wished would pass faster, but all the same there are so many moments that I want to hold on to…

Seems a bit early for me to be doing my end-of-year evaluation-cum-blog post, but I just felt like it.

Funny how it never occurs to you that some people you were never even friends with, turn out to be really good friends.

Funny how my expectations for quality time with friends become simpler and simpler.

Funny how the friends who you thought you trusted, really weren’t so true after all.

Funny how you are only as valuable a friend to some people as the next favour that you are worth.

Funny how hard it is to shrug off the past. I wish it was easier to move on, but somehow, no matter how fast time flies, a part of me is still stuck in the past; one could say it haunts me.

I just wish i was easier to move on with life.

What Am I To You?

You need me, you ask.

You don’t need me, you treat me as if I don’t exist; you treat me a little more than dirt.

I am merely someone who does favours for you; nothing more.

Used.

I hate to say it, but my wordpress really is a sad place.

I come here to rant more often than I do to write about happy things; it’s as if my life was just a sad one. It really isn’t. God is really good and faithful to me – I have all the photography equipment I really need, material comforts, a family, a roof over my head, food, air, life.

Life.

Honestly sometimes I just don’t know whether to be thankful for life’s struggles, or take them with a pinch of dread. At this point of my life, it’s really bumpy.

I’m finding out things that I probably was supposed not to know. These things hurt me, yet make me more alive at the same time. It’s a painful awareness, a torturous awakening to the reality of what is going on around me – what really is going on around me.

Friends you trust, friends you care for, friends you’d stick your damn neck out for and put your head on the line for – some of these friends wouldn’t even do half of that for you. Some won’t even be half bothered.

I wonder why I care.

This One Has No Title.

Just damn pissed.

She didn’t take some of your attention; she took all of it.