Life isn't as beautiful as they say, well, at least not mine. In fact I haven't really known what it's like for a long time now, I've just been hoping that someday I can find myself in all this darkness, find something that gives me a reason to move on, something that motivates me to keep wandering around this world. But I'm so tired already, so tired of just existing, so tired of hoping that someday my life will get better. So tired of looking for reasons to try to be happy again. Maybe I shouldn't try anymore, maybe I should just give up looking...