I remember telling myself, my life is not my life it is not full of what ifs. I wonder a lot, I tend to ask myself a lot of questions. I don’t know, I don’t want my mind to go idle sometimes, especially when I’m alone. Instead of focusing on stuff that are too negative, I try to question myself with what ifs.
Sometimes I wonder how different my life could’ve been if I didn’t look like what I look like right now. Probably, life would be a bit easier. Without all those fake people, crowding around you, pretending to be a friend or someone who looks up to you. Without all those monsters who pretend to be the knight in shining armor or prince charming or even Mr. Real you have been waiting for, pretending to fall for you and then leave you hanging without any warning. Without all those judgmental eyes who don’t let even your tiniest actions pass just so they could criticize you.