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There’s so much more about this smile. You just don’t know. This is the web portal of a fifteen-year-old feline who grew whiskers and paws. As much as she loves dwelling in her solemn, gloomy little own world – she is also thought to be a nonsensical and ill-mannered child who eats anything but food.

Yo. It’s Rachee.

Rachelle Angeli B. Marañon for short. HAHA. I love purple. I accept friends and comments. I laugh, I love, I shop, I cry. I do everything I want; I’m still young, wild and free. I know my boundaries, mistakes and flaws. I spill secrets. I’m bubbly. I’m not aiming for the perfect me but the better me. I do what’s right or maybe wrong, but I still make of it. I laugh at myself if I did something silly. I can control my temper and everything that should be controlled. Everyone knows that life is crazy but wonderful. It can be unfair, but not at all times. I can be your worst enemy or best friend. I am weird, but not that simple. I have realized something that I should have been realizing earlier, still seeking for true friends and for my knight in shining armour. Patiently waiting and I wish they’ll come sooner or later. I don’t believe at love at first sight, nor at times even at true love. Everyone has an individual ability to make a person happy, and I can make you happy, but sometimes I can make you cry. Some people hate me but I don’t mind them because they’re insecure. I take many pictures. I had swollen my pride; my past memories are still treasured. You are welcome in my heart and I swore I won’t forget you. Keep that curve on your face; keep smiling!

Xoxo,
Gossip Girl

♥ Rachee

cyber diary

1/05/2011

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

1/05/2011

Left Behind

I hate getting left behind. It’s not that I expect people to wait for me to catch up to them, I just want them to chase after me for once so they can finally realize how much I’m struggling. It’s that type of feeling that no matter what you do, you’re never going to be good enough until you’re actually one step ahead of them. Where everyone’s backs have been turned on you for so long that the pattern of their face suddenly begins to fade away from your memory. When you’re just waiting for them to slow down, but they tend to go at a faster pace that you’re never going to get passed them. They’re so far ahead of you that you might as well turn back, but you can’t because you've come so far to give up now. And you have been trying to catch up to them for so long that you don’t even remember where you were heading in the first place. Because even if you do catch up to them, you still feel left behind since you missed out on so much. But I guess after a while, you get used to it.

Labels: forever alone

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