May 18, 2013

Self pitty

I'm a cry baby. Yes, I'm a cry baby. And it sucks.

Well, what do people usually do with their anger? Get mad? Spill curse words? Start a fight? Break everything? Seek revenge?

What do I do with my anger? I swallow it. Silent, coward and afraid like a dog with his tail between his legs running away from the harm.

Why? Anger is provoked by some action or its result, usually a person. Sometimes this person has some intentions, while others, they don't. And then I question my own feeling. Why am I angry? Why do I have to be angry? And so on.

Is it a good thing to acquire understanding from that situation, and act that way? Or is it better to be a person with attitude and fight back, because it would be a story to proudly tell?

May 16, 2013

Jealous

For some reason, I'm even more hopeless today...

Who

My photo
São Paulo, SP, Brazil
Open-minded, skeptical and daydreamer.

What

Wishes

  • A motorcycle
  • A monocycle

Why

The theme was started by looking through some Maurits Cornelis Escher pictures, which are physically impossible to exist, but definately possible to be drawn, when the Horseman picture was found.
To fit this background, some arabic/islamic pictures were seen when I finally found the current header one, which fits perfectly into the arabic/islamic idea of the Escher picture and the idea of traveling as a need, for ponderings and reflections, and how one's decision makes part of other's life.

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