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Knowing myself

Posted on July 6, 2015

The more people I meet, the lonelier I get.

Yet I am always happier after that.

I am relieved that connections made in the past can’t be broken so easily.

Happy to see people who impacted me in the past and yet at the same time know I might not meet them again.

Most importantly, I know myself a little better every time – and this means the world to me.

Never make someone a priority, if they only consider you an option

Posted on April 5, 2015

If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t even have to fight for a spot.

Never, ever insist yourself to someone who continously overlooks your worth.

Value whoever values you.

When someone treats you like an option, help them narrow their choices by removing yourself from the equation.

Sometimes you have to try not to care because you can mean almost nothing to someone who means so much to you.

Don’t be a doormat. Don’t be a passing time candidate. Don’t be a tentative date. Don’t be a back up plan. Choose to be with someone who will treat you with the same respect and consideration you would show them.

Be with someone who finds time for you, not someone who finds excuses to not be with you or someone who’s only “interested” when they want something from you.

The hardest thing to do is letting go of someone who doesn’t want to give you the time and yet from the little time that you’ve spent together you know that you really like her but no matter what you do you still mean nothing to her.

Nothing hurts more than feeling strongly for someone but knowing that she don’t feel the same way you do and there is nothing you can do to change it.

Sometimes you have to give up on people. Not because you don’t care anymore, but because they don’t.

=(

This sucks.

#giveupisurrender #quotesgalore  #sheisjustnotthatintoyou  #truerwordsneverspoken  #theharshtruth #fadeaway

Fuck

Posted on February 7, 2015

You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card.
You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions.
You give way too many fucks about way too many things, you have so many.

Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them.
You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks left to give to the newest fads.
Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside of my job title?
I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight.

Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks a month, and those fucks are damn precious.
You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, and that’s kinda it.
It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly.

I would’ve liked to save my fucks from when I was younger but I can’t. Then, you hit fuck insolvency.
You’re getting like one fuck a year, and you have to make it last.
So you go without, and even previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck.

Some people run out really quickly, some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give.

It’s just basic fuckonomics.

Reddit Gems

Posted on January 16, 2015

Sometimes we fall in love with the wrong people, and the only people worth anyone’s time are the ones who give back what they get.

It’s not fun to be single at 41. I was married for ten years. I’m divorced, I got two children. It’s hard to start again after a marriage. It’s hard to really, like, look at somebody and go “Hey, maybe something nice will happen.” You just don’t– I know too much about life to have any optimism. Because I know even if it’s nice, it’s going to lead to shit. I know that if you smile at somebody and they smile back, you’ve just decided that something shitty is going to happen. You might have a nice couple of dates, but then she’ll stop calling you back and that’ll feel shitty. Or you’ll date for a long time and then she’ll have sex with one of your friends, or you will with one of hers, and that’ll be shitty. Or you’ll get married, and it won’t work out and you’ll get divorced and split your friends and money and that’s horrible, or you’ll meet the perfect person who you love infinitely, and you even argue well and you grow together and you have children, and then you get old together and then she’s gonna DIE. That’s the best-case scenario, is that you’re gonna lose your best friend and then just walk home from D’Agostino’s with heavy bags every day and wait for your turn to be nothing also.

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