i used to dream about having a great job so that i could make myself, family and people around me happy or at least proud of me. nah, the problem is on the process. i know i know, dream isn't something that you usually reach it like you turn papers on your book. but, this is about me, about me who choose to ruin everything, to break every dream so later i could regret it.
well, life is fair, isn't it?
life gave you a freedom, you may choose in so many different ways to live your life.
but fuck-my-life, really.
how come i choose of being such a lazy-ass and accept every fact that i lived as a jerk?
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