The whole world exists inside my head... If I hate my circumstances, my circumstances hate me... Attitude is everything it seems... If I doubt everyone, everyone doubts me... My fate was determined by birth, because I refused to submit to my circumstances, therefore I became my circumstances... Submitting might have worked, but I would have to be sincere... I didn't possess any sincerity... Why am I hated? Naturally, because I hate others... I hated the beginning... No good... Can't hate the beginning, it hurts... It hurts a lot!
Sun Nov 13, 2011 7:59 pm by xiaowanzi