Amazingly, I thought most part of my life was bullshit, however, these bullshits were indeed important part still. Whatever I had done, I had felt, or even forgotten, all was the combination of my brain.
Even today, the reality seems so far away to reach. I step by the edge between truth and lies.
What occurred or will occur, seems so unpredictable. Yes, life is unpredictable. Full of surprises, isn't it?
Everyday, every morning I wake up, I stared into my face and eyes, wondering who I am.
Walking down the stairs, thinking about what I am doing. Looking out from the bus, memorizing all my stories. Who I am? What am I doing here?All is bullshit.
I want to touch the reality, I want to feel the passion.
Life should be aginst all bad things, however, most of them are not againstable.
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