..and watch the me that I create.

I was asked why I don’t hope in something some days ago. And I gave an honest answer. That I’ve tried that before and I didn’t get what I hoped for. I’ve wanted things so badly just to end up scarred so badly. I have believed in people just for them to turn around andContinue reading “..and watch the me that I create.”

It does get better.

Does it get better? I always wondered. This reminds me of that phrase, ‘ its better to laugh on a bicycle than to cry in a range Rover’. And how our generation disputed that. They would rather cry in a range rover. That as much as money isn’t the source of happiness, everyone wants toContinue reading “It does get better.”