The world is happy. Of course. All you fuckers live in your own small world.

You little fucker. Next big man? Just because the people who matter like you.

Keep coming back to the stage in life where you feel like the world is going to the dogs. But somehow, I just keep thinking that I would be able to make a difference. And the fucking optimism is killing me over and over. Being the idiot I am, I forget and overlook all the failures I make, climb back on my feet, crack my neck and carry on looking forward. Some may say it's a good thing, but is it really worth it to fall so much for, over and over again...

Countless things on my mind now. Fuck it all. Just wanna give it all up.

People saying that they are in a sorry state, sad, depressed, unmotivated. I don't know...

Maybe I can't understand things from their perspectives? Maybe I'm just like them, living in bliss yet unaware of it, nitpicking the fucked up details of my life. Just maybe...

When I first came up with the name potentialdifference, I believed that I had a lot of potential, surpassing way many others of the norm. That I was one of the better ones. The confidence in myself. The self-esteem. The stance. But lately, I've been questioning myself almost every other day. Am I doing things wrongly? Why am I not succeeding? I'm losing opportunities after opportunities. Losing people I love, people I trust. Losing my love for people, losing my trust for people. I feel that I've almost no one to talk to regarding such stuff any more.

I guess it's one of the things about being so naive. You learn to lose faith and trust in people. You're afraid. I am afraid of being prey to another persons' lies and schemes again...

Somebody? Anyone?

I wrote something during the wait for some of the dishes just now. I might share another day.

Just...

Fuck this world. z