Life is not as pretty sometimes, isn't it?

We're always not the best, filled with imperfections that to us its disgusting.
Yet for those who cared/loved us, it didn't matter at all.

Its true that one cannot keep everything good to him/herself. That is what we call selfish.
I guess I can only keep one now, but I think im in no state to even keep one. Haha, happiness just gone like that.
I think I should enjoy the fact that I still can date people and hang out with friends. Or I can finally work so much and earn more money.
This world is realistic, maybe being lonely for awhile is good.



Happiness; I hope you return to me after awhile. Not now, please.