I do.....

Habits.. Traditions.. you get so used to the way things “have been done so far”.. that you delude yourself into believing that these expressions are beautiful, pure and heart-felt.. Why is a tradition that doesn’t belong in the present world, the only way I can convey my acceptance? How can (the supposed) happiest day of my life make me so resentful? How can there be joy or peace in bequeath? If it is simply a way of doing things.. if it doesn’t mean anything anymore.. why cant it be changed?

Stupid, helpless and insignificant in a whirlpool of aspirations from different time periods.. What happened to … "Its all about what you want"??

Nouveau

New day.. New people.. New feelings.. Replenished vigor.. Same old jealousy.. Damn.. I’m back baby!!