Foolsome

Some people probably never realize they're already being a compulsive "deceiver" for the lack of a better term.

Actually, doesn't it make them liars when they just keep on neglecting to fulfill their commitments.

It really doesn't make anyone's life easier when people give false hopes.

Eventually the people around them will become tired of getting disappointed. And they'll forever be remembered as that person who never really does what he/she says he/she will do.

People should stop saying they'll do something they don't really plan on doing. They get people worked up, expecting something that will never happen. I for one feel like a fool for getting worked up a lot of times, from holding onto people's words. I don't think I'm being dramatic. If they had no plans of doing something, they should just hold back all flimsy promises.

Or better yet, we should all stop getting our hopes up.

by MKC at 5:07 AM 0 comments

Disaster Averted (HFD)

Long distance shit. Can't help but avert myself. I hate being far away from people I love. Somebody needs to shed some light on its possibilities again, because right now I'm still pretty sick of it. My life has been mostly of  LDRs, and I wonder if it's always gonna be like that forever.

And so, I almost didn't greet my father a happy father's day. It took a lot of unexplainable emotions and tears that welled up at different points in the day before I got to. I do love him. Very much. And it's different kinds of joy I feel when he's home. I love listening to his stories, even if he's told them a thousand times. I would listen, and I would always know he would hurt some time at the end of one of his stories, when he takes a pause and he would look far away. He loves sharing about the things he did and didn't do that he silently wished the people from his past understood. And I love him, just him, most of all. I wish I grew up with him around more often. So despite my sickness of LDR, and my tendency to rebel against my mom's guilt-trips, I had to do it.

Along with my email of best wishes, and a picture of him and our pug, I attached a song I wanted him to enjoy. It's about a constant longing, very similar to what I feel during most days when he's away for work.

I'm sorry, Papa, for being a complicated daughter.

by MKC at 10:17 PM 0 comments