Which World I live in?
Well, it’s just like usual, I
don’t know what to say and I don’t know where to start, but I’ll try, and
always try
First of all, let’s name this “a
story of my life”, or just say it “confusing
life” -yeah that’s the correct one-. You might be wondering why the hell I
always talking about life, over and over again? Yeah, I actually wondering as
well, but it’s probably just because I still couldn’t figure out why I feel
like “ NOT SATISFIED” with my own life up until this moment. I don’t know why,
But please notice, it doesn’t meant I am not a grateful person, it just hmm,,
yeah,, aaa,, *I can’t explain for more, it’s tough, could you understand
me? I’m lacking of words. Just
Understand!!
It feels like, I have so many
world to live in, which are my real world, my pretend world, my illusion world,
my insecure world, and what else? Sooo maannyy. I could be very happy in my
real world, live my life like other normal people, laughing with friends, gossiping, hanging out, yeah like
other normal people does, I am totally happy. But what’s going on with my other
worlds? In my pretend world I seems like a silly-stupid-fool person who always
pretending to be others, I put smile on my face like an angle but in my heart I
put the otherwise like a devil, and basically, that’s the hardest one for me to
do. In my illusion world, hmm,, nothing special in this world, almost half of
people across the globe have their illusion world. It’s easy to join in, all
you need is just the internet and social media. So, you’re about to have your
illusion world directly. I am being a part of this world just want to see what happened
in other people’s worlds (update), that’s it. If there’s any problem popping
up, who give the fuck? it’s not real, it just illusion, isn’t it? (Actually I
don’t need to tell you how to have an illusion world, you know already, right?
Everybody knows it). And how about my insecure world? This is one of the worst.
In this world, I feel like a death man, no hope, hopeless, useless, confusing
and complaining in whole time, no spirit, no passion, no ambition, no goal, no
sedateness, and no future. And worst of the worst is I am often being in this world. It’s really freaking me out all the
time. In a day, I spend 5 hours in my real time, 5 hours in my pretend world, 6
hours in my illusion world, and for the rest I spend about 8 in my insecure
world. How bad it is
to be continued....
