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I have learned a long time ago that it is kinda cool to write about someone in anonymity. Other than being able to keep the mystery going, it kinda keeps the person involved wondering, and without ever knowing that I am already writing about him/her. Although there are drawbacks in the form of constant questioning from friends, who already knows about the identity of the person but they just want the affirmation from me. But then again, keep guessing everyone! You might just be inferring right, but I won't say anything.:)
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Dear Superman-Wannabe,
How many times do I ever have to tell you that you cannot save the world, man? And how many "Take it easy. Relax." messages does it take to make the message come across to you?: that it is NOT and will NEVER be your sole responsibility to make things right in this world? Just look at yourself. Really. Your cape has turned a faint red; your "abs" (or what's left of it, actually), looks like something Manny Pacquiao has practiced on; and your smile--your smile has faded; and there's nothing that the world's most renowned painter can do to retouch its original warmth because you look like you've inhaled ten gallons of kryptonite from Lex Luther.
Are you trying to kill yourself? What do you want to prove, anyway? That you can avoid facing the real issues if you chose being the world's most introverted masochistic martyr? Here's a reality check for you: for as long as you keep being evasive, there won't be peace of mind in your own life no matter how okay the rest of the world may be. Have you ever considered saving yourself first amidst all the chaos that need more pressing attention?
"Look! Up in the sky! Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No its...Super Haggard?"
Is that what you want people to say? Is that how you want to be remembered? As the "Superhero who thought of everyone but himself?".
Well, in some twisted comic book fantasy, that may true, but in the modern world we live in, those kind of heroes aren't appreciated anymore. They are often laughed at, because no one does anything good for anyone anymore, unless they are getting something out of it.
I didn't write this only to intend to bash you. For once, I just want you to heed what I have to say. I may not be your average damsel in distress who needs saving from you, but I am one bad a** woman who can kick some mindless sense into you. And please listen to me when I say the world has had enough of your help. It'll be fine on its own now. It wants to help you help yourself get out of your tangled situation. Live. Laugh. Be irresponsible for once. Because you know what, in some lame anecdote I have come up with, you will be more regretful of the stuff you failed to do than by the things you actually did.
Now is the time to be imperfect, Superman. The world may be watching, but who cares about them, right? Give them the opportunity to judge you for once; show 'em that there is something to hate and laugh about you too. Trip over a boulder, swallow an entire pizza slice, rob a bank--I don't care. You will always be a hero to me. You have proven that to me, and to countless of others, in more ways than one. And I hope you'll believe me.
And oh, there's something I'd like to tell you amidst your busy schedule.
I have fallen for you. Just so you know.
Far from being Lois Lane,
Chai
Seek and you shall find...
2 comments:
HIHI. :3 I love it. ;D I sense... YOOHOO. HAHAHA.
CHAR.:)) <3
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