Christopher

Still the society makes up believe that one should follow a certain path in life, but does it even matter at the end ?

Time goes on, world is indifferent to us and our feelings or even existence. Then why do we care ? Its not for us to care but to do things that can be done

It is we who decide what to do with the time give to us, at least what I think it to be, still fate is there. Then when the time flows by and I cant do anything, we cry.

Here goes another day, just like many other in the past and many more to come. Am I born to fail and waste my life away ? I wonder how its gonna be like

Who are you, what is your name ? How the fuck Do I know that ? Fucker. I’m not good with strangers, I treat a stranger like a stranger, nobody and nothing else. Get my point ?

This seems to be the start of it all, another stage or maybe another journey. The question remains the same.