isn't it strange that the closest people to you, the ones you trust and love the most are the ones that hurt you the most? it's just a thought about humanity. i'm just in one of those moods when i ask myself is this real? this thing we call life? i don't think i will ever reach the expectations i had as a child for how life should be. i look at my mom and i know that she never imagined nor wanted her life to be the way it is. that scares me. we all want to be happy and don't think that we will be one of those unfortunate ones that end up unhappy. i'm slowly realizing that i will probably never be happy in the way that i've imagined or dreamed happy to be my entire life. but i also think that i'm growing up and seeing happy from a different perspective.
just some thoughts.
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