If the difficulties,oppression and injustice define to your destructions, then you had to have a white flag. Difficulties meant to made us stronger and change to be a better person, not cursing to the air hoping that things change and turns to the wrong direction. Like a domino, I leaned to something that I expected to be inspiring but it turns out the wall doesnt have a strong base that results to my fall. Now I got nothing but inches above the ground. I got nothing to look forward to but a rusty wall that is too egoistic to even mend itself. I am dissapointed.

Desires can be heavenly but annihilating.
"Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing."- Sylvia Plath

 Sometimes when I make-believed that I'm lost,I became one and i'll tell you it's one hell of a parasite. What's with me and pessimism? It's a love-hate relationship really.
You know when you're in the middle of 2 person talking and you're there convincing people you listened but
you was actually in this tiny little box where all psychedelic things happen. Yeah "pop that bubble" but it wasnt just a bubble.

Sure, you can be the night, but the night and the loud thoughts in an insomniac night is different. It gobbled you up to no extend. But I martyred myself to sleep because reality told me so, and i was dreamless and unfascinated. I see no dream but just comfort in a long hours of sleep.

People sucks. I don't know their true objectives or if they really sincere