A mixed of things..

Is it as we grow older, we will be held down by more than just responsibilities? Our future, our own lives. The fearful journey of growing up, where your own life seem to be above all else. What really is important? What really is the fundamental? The cruelty of time seems more obvious with each second passing by. It seems so hard to live your lives ideally, or at least different from how you picture it. So many things I have planned yet all just evaporates like gases into the air. Regrets, a feeling when you couldn't get things done in time. Agree? We all live to have more than one regret yet how do we stop ourselves from falling down again and again? Getting cut for more than once is certainly not wise, after all once bitten, twice shy. Yet, we heed not the advice but rather choose to crashland, adding miseries to ourselves and others on the way. Like fire burning scars into their lifes. Weird, everyone is walking at their own pace. Is anyone even stopping to take a look at the surrounding? Or am I too biased? The fragility of life is getting more and more evident with your age going up. What exactly is human thirsty for? Or rather, the soul? Ponderings after ponderings. I somehow miss...

..School
..Sleeping in class
..writing notes
..talking to friends
..exams
..YOU

TZH out emo-ing..