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i don't know what kind of deep shit i'm in..
i just hate.. HATRED.. i just hate to hate..
but still.. i'm hating..
hating the world..
hating the complexity of life..
hating my thoughts which i cannot convey on people..
hating people who cannot comprehend to my thoughts..
I'm searching for my path, the way to light and happiness, my personal legend (as Paulo Coelho used to say). All I want is to be happy, to live a life worth living and to live a life with purpose. I don't want to live like I'm dying alive. I want my existence to be felt in this world. I want to share joy, hope and love with this world. I just hope I would be understood or at least just regain my sanity - that is if I ever had one. I could be ranting much about life but in reality, I just love to live - it's just life that doesn't love me..