Someday, i think my life is a whole mess. The other day, i think my life is a blessed. Someday, i think myself is not more than just a garbage. The other day, i think myself is amazing af. Someday, i think life is so cruel. No one wants to be my friend. Nothing works well as i expected it to be. Nothing run well in my life. I complained too much about it. I spent time stressing over it. I'm busy doing every single things except my responsibilities. I'm talking too much about how cruel this life to me. But, then, when my mind is clear enough to think, i realized that's just how the world works. It's not life that did dirty to me. Everything that happens in my life is just how the world works. I should not complain too much about how my life goes on. I should learn how to overcome life to survive. Not everything went well so that i can learn from the failure. Not everyone can help me anytime so that i know i have to do most things by myself. I know that i have to do what