Blank.

A blank page.
Just like my future. A blank page.

Interest Or Reality?

I am bound to be true to myself
I always confine truly to myself
But reality is the one who make things complicating
I cant contemplate complexities that life throw to me!

I hesitate. I wonder. I lost.
Does the sacrifice worth the redemption of satisfaction?
Does the belief worth to be believe?
Why does moderation invites challenges that I do not foresee?

In the midst of complexities...

I just Felt...

credit: wall photo from kokoro animation

看见的，不一定是发生的；所发生的；不一定是看到的。
不要问自己，为什么每次受伤的总是我？要问自己，为什么让他人受伤害？
争论对与错已不重要了，就让沉默把一切带走。
忘记该忘记的，接受不能改变的。