It's a strange feelingI guess it never does go away.People always do talk about hope. Humanity is based on hope, to drive them forward, to ensure their survival in almost impossible situations, to allow them to push beyond their limits, and to let them dream. Sometimes, they do dream an unapproachable goal. They focus on the what-ifs that might happen, and they would dwell so much on it, that they would regret every single day that passes by them when there isnt any progression. What does it actually mean if they try and think it is never going to happen, yet hope keeps them alive? What does it actually mean if they try never to think about it, yet once they get reminded, they are suddenly weakened? Hope is such a cruel thing sometimes, and the human mind is such a uncontrollable thing. Feelings. Is there never any escape from them? [Edit]: My friend told me an interesting thing. Do i or dont i? Interestingly, it has been quite some time since i felt so emo at night. I wonder why. Justin ranted at 1:46:00 am on the |