I have been waiting for this moment to come. Me… Having the courage to share thoughts about life. Taking the risks of being called whatsoever.
I wonder what people are going to think when they read an elaboration of thoughts in some pages long of words talking about life. Some may think “too much”, or “melodramatic”, or even “crazy”. Some may say that this crazy melancholy is just babbling, playing deep thoughts. But there is nothing simple about life. There are actually too many components that no one will ever have the capability to mention those constituents of life. Therefore, when we talk about life it will have to be deep.
Sharing about life is anything but digging shallow. It is all about digging deep. How far can you dig the depth of your soul and your thoughts? Up to the point where you are able to expose your vulnerability and let people spit everything in their thoughts in every words they want to. And accept that. That is “Sharing”.
From here on, I am going to try and write about everything happened in my life that I thought everyone would be able to relate to. Being in love, being cheated on, being taken for granted, being underestimated, friendship, success, being admired of, being looked up to, being great at whatever, and so on this page wouldn’t be able to handle that if I keep mentioning things. And of course, in no particular order. :)
