Thats one question that bugs me bigtime! Not that you are obligated to answer this question! The deal with life is, when you start thinking how cool it is, it become so umm.. uncool (this sentence was bound to be skewed, what else do you expect if you pick a generic adjective like "cool"). I mean, when you exist as a secure & love filled person, with dreams & aspirations & cottony-cloudy dreams, you fall on a hard, rash ground & realize... well, that not the life you ordered! But still, you end up struggling with the "life" thats on your plate, try your best to finish it, & doggy pack the rest. Hoping you will finish it tomorrow,or take it for lunch. Thats the deal with memories. Specially the bad ones. You tend to think, okie, its ad, so what, someday, I'll look back at it & say.. so that how it was. You feel you will be proud & happy, coz you.. "SURVIVED" it. You tell yourself, you will learn from your mistakes.. but that never happens, and I wonder why.
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