I've been thinking all day long, and found that I was lost. Maybe, sometimes, i regret it, why must i spent my young age in this suck place, did unfairness to other people, and myself. I dunno, it's annoying, but I was to scared to get out. There's so many "what if" in my mind, so I couldn't make any decisions. I wish I could be braver. Flying away from this job, and discover what exactly I wanna do.
Could you find differences between runaway for giving up and runaway for searching something better? If i leave now, do i look surrender? Do I look weak and powerless? Well, i wish i own any ideas to show my power limit, but actually i don't. I can differ if I can't resist it anymore, or it just my spoiled behavior?
I was tired, and I've been saying it loud on and on. But, why i didn't go away? Why do i stay? I don't love this, I even don't know any reason to stay. Did I afraid of matters? Money? Maybe it's true, but happiness can be bought by money, right? It's true, indeed, even most of them saying the opposite.
Trying to be happy by sharing happiness to other. I hope I can make you glad, but sometimes I couldn't hide my gloomy feelings. So sorry for this imperfection. But, readers, we're still human being, who needs to complain sometimes, right? I don't find justification, but you all must be agree, sometimes I need to spam.
It's only another ordinary day in life, nothing different, but I need one. I need a difference. It's too flat, I feel dead. Is anyone who can help me through these?