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!
Life is all about finding out who you really are. First of all, know that you’re not alone. I don’t think there’s a person on this planet who has not, at one point or another, worn a mask to protect who they really are from a potentially difficult experience. The pressure of believing you’re the only one with this problem is half of what makes it seem so impossible to fix. The second step is figuring out what you’re so afraid of by revealing who you really are. It isn’t that you’re wearing a mask all the time, its that you’re putting it on in attempt to keep your therapist out. What you need to understand is that by letting that person in, they can get to the core of whatever else is bothering you. Just be straight up. Its hard, but once you break through that wall, the pressure you feel inside will lift, and you’ll probably cry out every single one of those tears ‘till all you can do is laugh to make up for it. That’s when you know you've done it. Be real, because a mask only fools people on the outside. Pretending to be someone you’re not takes a toll on the real you, and the real you is more important than anyone else.
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