Love Yourself, For Yourself

That bottled up frustration is choking in your throat. You're about to drop a nuclear bomb on anything that touches you now. You explode into clouds of haze and smoke, but the next thing you know you've got yourself a new label: PSYCHO

You head home, thinking why the hell did you have to vent your frustrations. You should've just hold it in, should've just put on a smile. Now the world hates you for being such a bitch.

There's a rhythm inside us that keeps us sane. Sadly, there are shit around us that breaks that rhythm. That is why sometimes we act and behave differently. We just want others— if we happen to meet at the wrong time— to know that in the core, that person you see is not who we are. We also need time to bring our rhythm back, maybe even a better one, and only then you can see the true colors within us.

We grow spikes that we can't control. We hurt others that are innocent, and even those who tried to care. Truth is, we had always known the antidote to this sick phenomenon. It was always in our hands, but we chose to neglect it. We had always preferred temporary relief, we'd all deny but prove me wrong.

Putting on a smile isn't going to work if the heart is still on negative mode. The heart has to smile first, then everything will follow suit. We have to let go of things that doesn't matter, and stop caring about them too (because things that matter will always work out, eventually if not straight away.)

We have to stop stuffing the mind with negativity (mostly just loads of overthinking) because who are we trying to please or hurt? Whoever feels the pain is hurting, do I need to say more?

Breathe and tell yourself that from now on you're gonna do things that you love and you are going to choose to be happy. You choose your own happiness and right now you are going to be nothing but be happy.

Go with the flow because everything will work out in in time, stop caring so much about other things and people that don't matter. The things other people say? Who are they anyway?

I love this mindset: Everyone has shit to clean, some clean their own and some just go around adding to others' pile. Know that you cleaned your own shit so why rage about people who are too dirty to be bothered to clean their own.

Let things go, live for yourself and choose to be happy. A happy heart is a happy life indeed.