Sometimes, things just don't go how you would like it to go. Reality really just hits you on the face whether you want it or not, whether you're prepared for it or not.

Sometimes it's just a feeling that you can't live with something, but then, how long have you been living without it? It's just a feeling, a vacumn inside you, that hopefully, will go away with time.. Maybe you think that I'm fine, maybe I am, but I'm just can't take it yet, I guess you just can't see it. Live your life and I'll live mine, Good luck.

Nobody wants to admit to this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe that's because it's all a chain, and a long time ago someone did the first bad thing, and that led someone else to do another bad thing, and so on. You know, it's like that game where you whisper a sentence into someone's ear, and that person whispers it to someone else, and it all comes out wrong in the end.

But then again, maybe bad things happen because it's the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like.