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You Don't Need To Climb
Tuesday, 15 April 2014 || 09:42 || COMMENT HERE ♥


Why are you still single? Why don't you grab that chance to tell him what you feel? Why did you do that? and so much countless why's.  

 Can I please brush those off under the rug? I can't seem to pinpoint every right reason to throw, and tell to myself and to those asking, "huh I am so right not to let him in!" I think I am unconsciously finding a certain move from someone. The next thing I know, I am already building walls even if I don't want to. You see, I have no idea.

Honestly, I like it that way--building walls, wanting someone to climb what I have set just to avoid mishaps, etc. I am so done with douchebags. I can't just welcome every c'mon-you-might-miss-this-chance lines just for a guy. Prolly I am scared. Not brave enough to face the inevitable hurt feels.

I happen to change my perspective because of a chitchat with my friend and Sherry Argov's book. The principle #2 as you can see below, moved me right into the feels. That made me realize, I may not be ready knock the walls down, but I am geared to make hole in the wall now. Not big enough tho.



Now I understand why they left so damn easily. Like I've flashing signages, "effyeah, go away!" But really, I don't. I do care. I just want more proofs. Well, for guys out there who encounter ladies like what I am blogging about,  I want to tell you that you don't have to climb the walls, you can knock it off or make holes. Remember, we just build walls. There are still some spaces where your TRUE FEELINGS can seep through to remind us you're serious. That's all what I want you to realize.

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