“Women often postpone their lives, thinking that if they’re not with a partner then it doesn’t really count. They’re still searching for their prince, in a way. And as much as we don’t discuss that, because it’s too embarrassing and too sad, I think it really does exist. ” Jane Campion
Both men and women complete each other, none can deny that 🙂
Happy women’s day Tunisia!
To give and not expect anything back, that is love
To cherish every moment knowing it won’t last, that is love
To pretend you are fine when you are not, that is love
To keep smiling even when you bleed inside, that is love
To say the words though they come out hard, that is love
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable. – C.S Lewis
I have always struggled with vulnerability. I like being strong; I’ve always had to be strong, and I have associated vulnerability with weakness for as long as I can remember. Of course in everyday life, it would be difficult for people to know this. I am seen as someone who is quite open and outgoing, at…
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I’m terribly enormously sorry!
I’m sorry for misleading you …
I’m sorry for convincing you that you’re an extraordinary person who will be living fairytales in her life, for telling you that everyone around you is wrong and blinded to see the truth, the truth about the real purpose of life, but I was the wrong one. Sorry for brainwashing your small head with all the scenes you’ve seen in your stupid happy ending movies or read in your shallow perfect plotted book collection.
I’m sorry for making you a victim of your own imagination, sorry for making a fool of you in those times when you had to confront real world with your dreamy thoughts and mythical values.
I’m sorry for leaving you alone, incomprehensible, outcast in your own perfect pinky world.
That being said, I know you would expect me to change, I promise I’ll try but it will take time to recover into what I really am, just another ordinary person who’s afraid to be alone and seeks for happiness.
Finally, thanks for the enlightenment dear Louis C.K. you’ve been a great inspiration.