And yet forget my much treasured principles and rules in life.
Infuriating how it is that no matter how many disappointments I've been through
I still wanna hope,expect and believe enough in homo sapiens to get past mistakes done again.
Why?
Why is it I still wanna seek for what it had always fed me discouragement and depression?
Why is it I'll still do it even when I know and knew so clearly in my heart,
what kind of person everyone I know are?
Amusingly, that's because I'm a human myself.
