sometimes i think back on how i could have gotten so far along in life, and i realise that i couldn't have done so without the friends around me. sounds cheesy but yea its true. without them, i would be this lump of unmotivated fat piece of excretory product who has no dreams and ideals to pursue and nothing to work for.

our paths cross for a reason and sometimes i believe fate has a miraculous way of putting two dissimilar people together and end off with them becoming two halves that complete a whole. yet, each whole that is completed never really had the same story, each characterized with its unique twists and turns.

but come to think of it, fate has really been extremely benevolent towards me. i've never really met an adversity in life, nor have i not have friends around me in times of dire need. somehow, somewhere, sometime. there would always be people who genuinely care and have complete acceptance of my oddities and little quirks.

i admit i'm not exactly the easiest or nicest person to get along with and i do know that. but if nobody's perfect, then i proudly call myself nobody, for flaws just make me human. i've come to terms with my shortcomings but never really my strengths, for till now i still do not recognise with any of them. i've no wish to change who i am or conform to social norms of which are expected of me. but sowhat? who is to dictate or step over me, for i do not allow such atrocities.

sadly to say, people are indeed changing. but once again, who am i to command them and steer them away from the rock of folly, if that's their definition of folly? do not to others what one wants not. i may choose to be intentionally deluded or live in my own delusions of grandeur, but looking at the world through rose-tinted glasses is indefinitely naive.

some look but not see, but i'm not some. occasional letting slip is no coincidence. i choose what i want to be let known and a slip is not just a simple slip in my context. search deeper and there's always a rationale, if you search at all.

this is such an emo post but chillax for i'm not suicidal nor too ashamed to face the world. i'm above the sharing of simplistic views and the pleasure of pain as these are pure bullshit. my thinkings are mine alone to explore and invoke but the body belongs to my creators and caregivers. fret not for i do not relish in the thought of smashing myself up into bits and pieces too.

goodbye world and leave me to my sole sanctuary of my humble mind.

-I am strong, I am pure, like 24 carat gold-