George Bernard Shaw once wrote,

“There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart’s desire. The other is to gain it.”

I agree, Mr Shaw.

I know I'm sixteen and most people who find out about that would immediately close this blog thinking, "Ugh, not another one of those whiny sixteen-year olds blogging about not having the latest Beyoncé album." Excuse me, what? No. Just... no. Keep reading, buddy.

To lose your heart's desire. Wow, I don't even know where to begin. You're weepy and moody and you hate everything when you've lost something or someone you gave your whole heart to. The skies are darker, the flowers are duller, and nothing seems to go right. What else can I say? Everything goes to shit, and you're left alone to pick up the pieces and put them back together (if you're strong enough).

To gain your heart's desire. How could that be a tragedy? Don't people search the world for that? Here's what I think: sure, it's wonderful to find the passion or person you want to live for. That's a beautiful thing. When you first find it, everything's perfect. But it doesn't end there. You're doomed from the start. Why? If you give your whole heart to a person, you're giving them the power to break every piece of you. And if that person leaves you (even if they swore to you otherwise), you're left with nothing. You're an empty shell trudging through your days one agonizing step at a time. You're left alone with the unfulfilled promises of what could have been. And it's just... tragic.

All good things come to an end. It's inevitable. But when it ends, pretty soon something even better will come and find you. And the cycle repeats.

Does that mean I regret giving my heart to a person? No. Sure, it hurts. It hurts like hell. But what's life without pain? What's the use of waking up every day if not for the sole purpose to LIVE? That's what it's all about. It's not about the money or how many clothes you've got stuffed in your walk-in closet; it's about life without boundaries. Yes, there will be consequences. Because a life without rules will get messy and dangerous and potentially fatal. But that's a risk I'd gladly take if it means I get to live free.

Here's a new blog.

This is going to keep me amused for one month, tops.

Let's hope I prove that statement wrong.