my adamancy

Love, but without a soul-mate.
Be loved? No need.
I don' t have to accomplish the self-identity through any other' s love. I am still the one I used to be and I will always be.
Unlike those little girls who ask whether in this world exists real love , I prefer to argue about nothing, cause I know that real love is right inside of me. I need no one to approve it. It' s there, tranquil and concrete, firmly rooting in the bottom of my heart. I can feel it every mimute.
And I don' t hate, cause nobody hates someone for his innocence and immatureness.
All I need to do is digest the pain and deposit something positive from it.
Be strong and mature. I think I' ve made it.

a confession I' d like to make today

Admit it or not, in the past, I insistently took it for granted that one couldn' t be wrong or should always be forgiven for what he did as long as he did them in the name of love. however, today, I find myself so wrong.
Nothing' s incorrect if the one you love is happy. In the same way, nothing could possibly be right if the one you love is unhappy. You love him, you please him, this is the everlasting truth.
Indeed, I' ve srewed everything up and I' ve never been willing to admit it till today. So all have resulted in hard and ugly mess. It was my fault. But I am not regretting. And most probably, I won't change much for the rest of my life. Sometimes, one just does something that he feels like he should do.
I have done what I think needs to be done. Right or wrong, this is me. I did, and I accepted all consequences whether I was able to endure them or not. I would also have to accept all those truths and philosophies I' ve never believed before as well as the reality that I was wrong.
Nevertheless, I still love, in a never-mind-right-or-wrong way. My fortune can make me lonely forever, but how could it take away my love of this kind?