Life has never been fair to anyone if you’re to look back at it. A person holding on doesn’t mean he’ll be able to live. A person not reluctant to let go, doesn’t means that he will be able to get his fair share. The only thing you can do is to swallow shit, drink waste of whatever that comes into your way. Having Such post on my personal diary isn’t amazing. Anything on the table that have been spilled can’t be taken back. I really wished my life would be perfect, but apparently It wouldn’t come true. I’ve never been given a chance to get what I’ve wanted or will ever need. How I wished I’m not in business informatics, or if im given a choice, I would remove certain memoirs I’ve held. Whatever it is, I will never step into a same path ever again.
Il blesse.
Au revoir.
