Last night was so depressing. It’s really hard to live in a world where people suppose too much from you. You cannot consign a mistake, you require of being perfect, every judgment must be precise and you need to think of the consequences, fucking all the time. I feel like someone is unpleasantly holding my throat and choking me, it gets tighten whenever I need to do something big and imperative. It's like a rope holding my body, hair taunting barbed wires, and wrecked schooner base. I actually yearning that people will gain the knowledge of seeing the good in every little thing and dwell on positivity and not on the 'what if’s’ in life.

Sometimes I want to be myself. I want to be who I dreamed of. I want to do what I think is right and will make me happy. I want to be free. I want to soar high because I know I can -- not because I need to, and if I fall I will stand, and get back on my feet. I will face the world and be proud that I took the jeopardy by myself and I will be liable for it. I want to learn everything, discover what I do best and be thankful that I learned it the hard way, my way.

I want to let go, let go of all the things that I don’t need to be in control with.

Like what I always say, THIS SHALL PASS.