I love kids. There is something about them that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Children give me hope for tomorrow and I’m saying not the kids who are soon-to-be teens that are already thinking about sex and drugs but the legitimate innocent children who don’t know any better. The kids who ask where babies come from and the ones who do not judge every single aspect of another person because of their naivety. Being around them makes me want to be a better person. At the end of the day they just never fail to make me smile even when they just stand there doing nothing looking cute and all. So if anyone really is having a bad day or needs a reason to smile, think of a happy child or at least try to be around one because somehow their presence manages to create this calming vibe.
If you don’t like kids then, what can I say. You are missing out on experiencing that small piece of happiness left in this dark and corrupt world.
Life has so many distractions and all of these hazardous things that preoccupies the mind are only holding us back from true happiness. We need a constant motivator to remind us to head in the right direction. Something that we can look at, remember, and focus with one track in mind. Stop the unnecessary stupidities and concentrate on this one thing. Let’s make dreams a reality already. STOP THE PROCRASTINATING.
“We all need someone to look at us. We can be divided into four categories according to the kind of look we wish to live under. The first category longs for the look of an infinite number of anonymous eyes, in other words, for the look of the public. The second category is made up of people who have a vital need to be looked at by many known eyes. They are the tireless hosts of cocktail parties and dinners. They are happier than the people in the first category, who, when they lose their public, have the feeling that the lights have gone out in the room of their lives. This happens to nearly all of them sooner or later. People in the second category, on the other hand, can always come up with the eyes they need. Then there is the third category, the category of people who need to be constantly before the eyes of the person they love. Their situation is as dangerous as the situation of people in the first category. One day the eyes of their beloved will close, and the room will go dark. And finally there is the fourth category, the rarest, the category of people who live in the imaginary eyes of those who are not present. They are the dreamers.”—Milan Kundera (via slekes)
Why can’t there be a refresh button? If only we could really start new again and I mean really new again. Revert back the moments that went wrong, change your ways, open up to new things.
But that will always just be a stupid hopeful thought of mine. There isn’t an easy way out in this and I’m just too fucking lazy to do anything about it. I’m living in a habitual world of displeasure and it’s hard to get out even when I know that it’s what I really need to do. How much longer can I hold my life back?