How am I still alive? I really don't know... I think I'm just a lucky girl... but lucky girls has also problems and bad things to yell and cry.
Sometimes we want to die, sometimes we want to give up, because why are we alive if we are just playing a game of dead here? That's a lie, just an occupation.
We have friends today, tomorrow we can say goodbye to them. How can we say that we are loved? We can't. We're one person is this big world, a world filled by liars. Today they love us, tomorrow they kill us. Take care about it... sometimes, that's not the gun that make us feel more pain, sometimes fake words and fake helps can be worse.
But we're ok, we can live with it... right? No, of course not. This is why I thank God everyday, because I met you, and you were able to show me how this world can have some funny moments.
Of course I have great and bad moments beside you, that's what I call it good life. Thank you @mylabsharryshy for give us so many moments talking about your books and thank you @Hoseokiiss for making her more than a good English reader.
I'm happy beside you, because I believe we're not awesome friends, I believe we're not soulmates... I believe we're friends. I can't swear nothing more than what I know: I love you.
