The thought of the world ending this year is not scary at all. Well, at least for me. I'm a bit confident that it won't end this year considering the cans that I just bought yesterday expires on the 12th of June next year. It's an old joke and it is a cliche but still works on me. Ironically speaking we still look forward to next year forgetting about all the predictions that people on the other side of the whateveritisthatyoucall is thinking. We don't take this seriously because this is exactly the joke that I made.
It is a CLICHE but it doesn't work for me.
But.
What if it is true?
What would I do? Will I really do it? Or just think about it. I don't know? What would others do if it was them? This story is not the typical love story nor the ones with the fangs.
THIS MIGHT JUST BE ANOTHER STORY.
