Reality is curel; i hate it.
What is the world turning into?

i never want to choose.
I want both, both of them.
That's why parents come with the letter 's'.

Why is dispute causing a good bonded friendship to break?
'Friends accept each other willing, no matter who/how they are'
isn't this suppose to be the key to BFsFL, or HPYs?
Let us bury our hatchet/s and talk things over amicably?

Half full, half empty?
sometimes, i doubt myself ...

Whenever i convinced myself to be optimistic, however the world is opposite me; they destroy my hopes and notion, how much more the world want - remember? i've time that i want to give up on everything, but i persevere - continue on this journey of mine - standing tall and strong now. I gave myself in to the this world.

Never forgetting the beautiful memories i have with my family and hpys (:
I left footsteps in them, and they left me even more.
I was remembered, showered care on, and mostly importantly, i am love by HPYs and friends - endlessly.
It's undescribable; ineffable joy.

Things don't come perfectly, sure there's flaw; flawless is impossible.