Fortune – William Fitzsimmons
You can pick any quotes and philosophy anecdotes here and there and believe you know life and its aisle.
But wait…
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You can pick any quotes and philosophy anecdotes here and there and believe you know life and its aisle.
But wait…
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Floyd Mayweather Vs Conor McGregor
It was as promised.
Blood. Sweat and Tears.
Comments closedDo not waste a breath, my friend, don’t sweat over judgments.
It is inevitable as the delicious wind; happy, disguised, they’ll certainly come to your doorstep.
Might as well knock over, knock you down along side your self-confidence, self-esteem, self-anything, and everything.
But love yourself the mountains over them … my best friend.
Love yourself infinitely over, selfishly be, over these mighty plastic blues.
As Reinhold best put it,”Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”
Comments closedIt is gross — mosts just ?uck around.
You’re sexy because you don’t fake around.
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I want to do the right things.
Bring smiles and happiness in the lives of people.
Enable people to reach, to realize their true potential.
I want to help you, grow as I grow, read beautiful books that’d strum the corners of my heart into beautiful beats.
Fall in love like it is for the first time and the only time I am flying off of this ground.
Listen to wonderful souls and all the great songs, and enjoy my coffee and feel life like… every drop of the rain.
Yes, I may not be the best when it comes to tidying up words but I want to write more anyway….
Comments closedPart of me says,”Why do you write so much about yourself? Why put yourself out there … naked in the public? It is scary here!”
A small part of me then screams,”Do what you love, past the fear of judgments. Good people will always have positive, constructive feedbacks. Besides, in the end, everything will be just fine.”
Besides,”The whole is more than the sum of its parts – Aristotle”
Comments closedMy life is more than just me.
But genuinely it’s less about me.
I take nothing from here. I leave.
But, sure, my life is more from the heart.
More to me, like as much as a piece of bread for a hungry stomach;
as much as a roof over the head and an endless love for the ones unfavoured and cheated by fate.
That’s not all.
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I have never given up on my solo childish quest, which began only after my first heartbreak.
I still believe in every word I promised myself, I will make this happen.
We will exist darling.
Comments closedI tried to be somebody else. I became one.
I was happy. It felt cool. People approached frequently proportionately incrementing my acceptance percentage.
Boyfriend after boyfriends. Girlfriends.
The patch was a success.
However, soon the ringing of emptiness became more and more palpable, and audible.
Soon, the silenced screams of lonesome pain became hard to ignore, to not feel.
I was lost and I knew I was breaking.
I was living in a beautiful lie, cheating myself.
Corrupted. Un-authentic. Shallow. Hollow.
A healthy retrospection and I finally decided to turn back to my old self; walk the same aching walks I once walked in fears and doubts.
I returned back to my own, the same old flesh and bones, that forgotten skin, those vulnerabilities.
This time though, utterly modest, a little wiser.
Away from the flashlight, to the true reality that’d matter.
Towards myself, into myself.
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