Like how I cared in the last post, why do we care?
/FINALLY got the time to actually blog/
Does it makes my life better?
I don't know, but I somehow choose the way shit things happen around me.
It's so contradicting when I tried to be good and somehow REALLY mean in real life.
I wonder what I've become over these years.
Devil, or even more I guess.
Since that nothing's gonna last forever, why do I care?
Why do I care and get mad over things that won't affect my life, won't make a change to my life after 10 years?
What do I actually care?
What can I do to be a better person, to be good to people and not be that mean-bitch?
I strayed too far to an extend that....
Too ugly, too superficial, too gross.
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