Desolation

Prologue

When I was a kid, I actually didn't care about the world, or what people would think of me. As long as I'm doing things that makes myself happy. I never thought about what would the future be like, or what lies ahead of me.

But now that I've grown up, the stressful days were clearly unexpected. Maybe some things were bound to happen, and I just need to accept all of that. But it's too difficult even if I try. I couldn't find it in my heart to just fully understand what's happening. Sometimes-- no, I mean, I've always wanted to have this I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude. But I can't.

Life is such a mess, but it's so wonderful at the same time. I just gotta choose what life I want, and strive for it. I've got no one to blame but myself if I end up being in such crap. I have so many life goals that I want to reach right now, it's too soon though. I need to do my best in the next few years coming my way. It is easier said than done.

How can I accomplish such thing when there is a single goal I cannot achieve? To be happy.