believe that everything will be all right

before,I closed my heart.I believe that all friendship will be cool after we detached.now,I called them,find that they all around me.And they all take care of me pure-hearted.they don’t think that I am not good.they say,we are your friends.

I was talking to a friend today, who was upset about always being single or having his heart broken all the time when dating and such and i told him something like this “Well, you will meet someone eventually, the right person will come along and fix all that heart break for you… its what i tell myself to believe everything will be ok anyway”

I paused for a second when i said that, and thought of this goal… i do believe everything will be ok, i just never realised it until now.

things still part suck for me right now, but i do believe it will all work out, its so amazing that i believe that!

well, who would have thought
i, of all people, believe it

most importantly, i got here by my own means. not through some newfound romance, not through a temporary success. in the majority of what i think are the integral aspects, i’m in the same or a similar situation as i was when i didn’t believe it – it is my outlook itself, not its influences, that has – slightly worryingly – changed.

this leads me away from the belief that is most likely a thin, transient type of notion, and to one that i might actually be onto a good thing.

i’m not overflowing with happiness, nor dancing slow-motion in daisy fields, and my cynicism remains to a healthy, helpful degree – i just think things will be alright, not perfect, but nothing i can’t deal with, and that is fine by me

i’d also like to apologise for subjecting you to what to me seems a grossly optimistic entry

with so many things wrong not only in the world but closer to home as well, this is a hard thing to accomplish, and I haven’t yet. I don’t believe it… things just seem to get worse