For a year I think I changed a lot. I changed in a way to be senseless. Looking back and remembering all the things that happened… just make me think that EITHER I’m not in love anymore OR I’ve just grew up as a senseless bastard. By senseless I think I mean emotionless.
(think) But of course I laugh when it is funny and wake up in a good mood. So that can’t be a considered as emotionless, can it?
Hmm.. I think I just like what I am right now and the big load of love , child love, is gone. And now only strong feelings are left, that’s why. I feel confident.
I believe in myself and I believe what I can do and what I want to achieve and I know I’ll do it.
There is no doubt. There are no bad feelings. No anger.
Confidence and wild instincts.
Like a hungry beast chasing his prayer knowing he will eat plentiful.
I like that feeling and I’m glad I passed all those discomforting moment and thoughts.
There is no place for sadness in a big world like this, living such a short life.
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