I bet there are times when one feels like becoming someone else, living in a life which is so-not-you. I went through that times, not because I enjoy being someone else but because I was indeed trying to be perfect to others. That was stupid, I know. Doubting yourself can be the greatest fault all of us are guilty of. You are never the same person you were yesterday. Expectations of life yield different meanings and feats but outcomes solely symbolises your all. Money, luxury, wealth and power represent happiness in many cultures. What if you have all of this, but no one to share it with? What if it wasn't appreciated? Ever sit in a room full of people but still feel alone? Feeling unappreciated and taken for granted maybe the worst feeling the heart can bare.
When I was a little, the society taught me that being different was wrong. Just like when they showed me a picture of three oranges and a pear and asked me to eliminate which one is different and does not belong. Luckily, I failed the test most of the times. Well, I'm telling you that I feel it perfectly fine being different. I will never try to be perfect, looks perfect or sounds perfect in front of anyone. I enjoy being a realist and a perfectionist. I'm in fact easily irritated, emotional, and impatient. I am passionate, procrastinatory, proud, sarcastic, scary, stubborn, sympathetic, a dreamer and a believer of fate. I'm sorry if you don't like me, I'm sorry if you think I suck but most of all "I'm sorry", I don't give a fuck.
