when life let me down....
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I have started to see how life works, well almost.. I cannot say that I actually choose to be happy or choose to be sad, it's one of I choose to be strong or I choose to be weak, it isn't hard to be strong and not harder to be weak, but when I think of what is surrounding me I always imagine machines with recording cameras walking around, and when I'm talking to them it feels uncomfortable, those cameras are the people who are living with us in this world, I never thought that I'd ever be weak like this, I never imagined me being at this situation. I feel like I've had enough and what hurt the most is that people are still chasing behind your mistakes, but I also figured out that I am not actually weak, it is because I've been strong all that time and I have just had enough, it's the moment where I fall but if the down is hell so then I've got to hike, even while hiking I know for sure that I will find those stones that falls down the mountain that might let me fall all over again.
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