I thought this was easy to answer but it is not. I have been thinking and trying to find answer for this couple of days now. Either because it is something I would like to do more than just a one day. Or I don't want to do that job even for a one day.
I have been living by this quote ever since I was teenager. That is when I did discover William Blake poems. This has been my way deal a lot of situations. It has worked. But I do understand not everyone will use it or even try it. Because not only will it be a weapon. It won't only hurt it can destroy someone. Depending how far to take how big damage it will make.
Asked for me or my best friend? If you ask my best friend she would say that I use social media to make her choke on her drinks. But that is not my fault. I have told her don't drink anything when reading my messages. Yet she continues to drink and reading my messages. How is that my fault? I'm not trying to kill her with a joke. It is not my fault she has great sense of humor.
Long time ago it was my life. Now it’s just a memory. A very bad memory. But nothing more. I will not let it hurt me. Not anymore. Those days are gone now. You’re gone now. And when I wake up. From another nightmare. I will tell myself. It’s just a memory.
I don't normally think anything like what my life would be in 10 years. There are things I want to do, accomplish and have certain dreams to come true. I want most of them somewhere next 10 years or sooner. Hopefully sooner. And the one ultimate dream.
It is said that each one of us destiny is written in the stars. There on millions of light years away. Could it all be written there in the night sky? Is it all just decided in advance? Or do we have power change what was written in first place? Can we rewrite our stars?
Two things comes to my mind. Way person thinks and how they view the world. How we think and view everything is such a big part of us all. Who we are as a person. What we do and how we react to different things. It all comes down to what we think and how we view the world. That is what makes everyone unique.
To be haunted by your ghost It is as bittersweet as cruel. Reminder love that I lost. That you are no longer here. I loved you more than anyone. Ever. My heart broke. But it ain’t my time yet.
I don't know how I have this ability or why. I have only met one other person who can do this. And he has exactly same reactions as I do. I understand why he has this ability. But why I have it even he couldn't explain or understand. I can smell morgue at hospital.
I love tattoos and have three small ones. But I hate the healing part and itching. That is only part I don't like tattoos. I absolutely love how it feels getting tattooed because it doesn't hurt me. It feels so good. It is the healing part that makes me not want more tattoos not right now.
Mysteries by Rose 