This is all Chubs' fault, he just had to send that geeky math quote about how Math tells three of the saddest love stories, the tangent lines [who met once and never saw each other again], parallel lines [whose lives are the same but will never meet] and the asymptotes [who get closer and closer but will never EVER meet].
It's depressing, especially since I've had my share of asymptotic love stories. It makes me think why asymptotes can never meet, I mean, if they get closer and closer, it's but logical for them to meet right?
I guess it's one of life's mysteries, how two persons can be almost there and yet never really get there. Looking back and thinking of how I could've altered the whole thing makes me wish that I made the right decisions. I could've and would've wanted more. I don't know if my other asymptote did, but I could've and would've given more.
Everybody tells me that I shouldn't let these past asymptotes define me. But somehow they did, he did. That makes it a little more depressing and burdernsome.
Sana may chocolate ka kagabi Ona, nadepress nga ako. =P
The Elevator Groupie
We are all made to believe that we should be headed in the same direction, inside a seemingly restrictive box that gives us free will a...
-
My Doctrine of Transformation the life that i used to live will now be repealed by the path that im beginning follow. Future habits will o...
No comments:
Post a Comment