I think the ideal world lies somewhere, but that world might not necessarily a perfect world.
I wonder what kind of world is the world of perfect humans.
This is, what you can do, because there are people who can't do it...
The presence of others can make someone suffer... and yet they can't live alone... Everyone needs someone...
shit... what the fuck is this feeling???
I always think of the pros and the cons and I wonder why the cons always happens...
Needless to say,
Useless anyway.
Its obvious Im not Okay.