So yeah,I've been very negative lately. It's not that i choose to put myself into such situation but at times,hell just keeps stirring into your life. It seems like my pray for smoother days has not been answered. Yet,i believe God doesn't give you more than one little piece of the story at once. You know,the story of your life. Otherwise your heart would crack wider than you could handle. He only cracks it enough so you can still walk,like someone wearing a cast. But you've still got a crack running up your side,big enough for a sapling to grow out of. Only no one sees it. NOBODY SEES IT. Everybody thinks you're one whole piece,and so they treat you maybe not so gentle as they would if they could see that crack. Hopefully, all this shit is just going to be temporary. The next fine day,i try to tangent off from all these melancholy by acting like it never happened. I continue earning money like any other days and meet my Bf almost every night. He has been the best cure for all my sucky days. At this period of time,he is the only one who understands if I'm in need. He never fails to bring me food for lunch even though he has to travel all the way down from home. I love my every moment with you, i truly do. Of course,i make it clear to myself that the clock cannot be argued with and that when it is time to leave for work,for him to attend to his dance practices,then these changes are as incontestable as the tides. I want him to succeed in all his strongest points. If it really is his wish to pursue his passion in dance,so be it. I just have to slowly change my ill perception towards dancers & support him throughout his journey.

i love you.