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Monday, March 15, 2010

Takin Risk

What is it about Takin "Risk" when it comes to Love?

A friend of mine once asked me if he would take the risk of tellin how he feels to our girl buddy that he's fallin for her....(I'm a very supportive friend hehe) so I reminded him of the consequences of his would be decision...I told him if he can accept the things that would happen in the recourse of his actions(ah told him not to commit suicide)he doesnt need my advice...And the verdict was...a cold "NO". of course he was devastated,(we went on a drinking spree for about a week)after that he's ok again, dating some cool chick we met while he was crying-yup crying- outside the bar after our drinking session..hehe (hope he doesnt read this one hehe)

Thats an example of takin risk - sometimes you fall down, but dont stay down too long you'll have to pick yourself up and start over again...And sometimes Risk or LoveRisk should I say- takes us to where we want to be.. things that we only dream of...things that makes us HAPPY...

We'll never know unless we try and take RISK...

We'll have to decide on things that matter as you take Risk...You might be takin Risk for you to be happy but I'm sure in the process someone or somebody would get hurt emotionally...some would get mad at you and some would understand you...if you're willing to accept these part consequences, then its all up to you...

Sabi nga Life is too Short...We only have one life to live... and a Lifetime to share it with others...

A Beautiful Mess
Jason Mraz

You’ve got the best of both worlds
You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy
Based on your body language,
your shouted cursive I’ve been reading
You’re style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction
‘Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
‘Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they’re quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There’s no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words that paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging

And it’s a beautiful mess, yes it is
It’s like, we are picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And the kind and courteous is a life I’ve heard
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt
Cause here, here we are, Here we are
Here we are x7

We're still here

And what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

And through timeless words in priceless pictures
We’ll fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn and hearts disfigure
But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together
And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But it’s nice today, oh the wait was so worth it

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