Everyday… I wake up and think, not again…don’t be sad…
I always wonder…why I can’t stop this feeling. I think it’s a part of me.
There is always a moment when I’m happy, but I always end up getting depressed.
I’m not that bad though. I mean…
Even if I’m dressed with all these depressing stuff around me. I still am thankful…
For everything that once happened to my life.
I’m traveling…because life is a journey…a messy one of course…
And I’m trying…to live and learn…and to enjoy this freaking life.