Author: Rachel Chua

they say- let whatever comes, comes. let whatever goes- goes. i say- take fucking control of whatever bullshit that is about to come; with acceptance and pride.

the more people become precious to you, the more anxious you get and feel. it is full of things we do not understand.

you have had those moments, don’t you? moments when the task is so unbelievably challenging, you feel retarded in some way. moments when you feel everyone has the key, but you.

being happy and making others happy.

the thing is; the problem is; everyone thinks they are special. it is the other way around. you are supposed to treat everyone as special.

i learnt that no matter how much you want something; no matter how many times you scream for it; if its not yours, it is definitely out of reach. and so; people usually stop calling out for something- or someone who would never call back.

treat all people; as special.

do you think you are able to define who you really are?

they would take a flower whilst in its prime; and then, they would use it and they would abuse it. so, then; how could you say that the flower needed a change of scenery?

there is no such thing as seasons. some things are never yours. you can wait until death sweeps you away; and, it still will never be yours.