Random Thoughts
I've always thought of myself as different. I looked at myself differently and regarded to myself as special. I know I'm only human, just like the rest. However, I still feel as if the world revolves around me. I've always felt that when I cry, the world stops for me. But it doesn't...
If you cry, you cry alone. That is the sad truth. The world will keep moving no matter what happens to you. Nothing will stop for you for you're only but a speck of dust in the cogwheels of time. We're really pathetic if we think about it. So little that we're just like the wind that passes through.
I've always saw life as something with a happy ending. Every problem I had were solved in the end. Because of that, whenever I had a problem, I just put into my mind that everything will end well. Yes, I know that being optimistic has its benefits. However, what will happen if everything gets slammed into my face? What if the axe suddenly falls? Will I be able to recover, or will I change?
