The rock hits your head. Indeed, you moan in pain. But, in fact you feel something strange in your stomach. Being hit is not something special, but being in pain is of course something. I mean, you know, when you can feel the pain, it means you are still alive. I rather choose it than I don't know what to do with my life.
Yeah, I'm blogging it now.
Wandering about life every morning after opening my eyes, hurts me so much. I don't know whether now I am in the right direction or just merely living in a box. Yeah, so called reality is something I can't deal with, when almost all my times live in social media, so called twitter.
