2012: the unfinished.
I left 2012 in anger. Indescribable anger that I refuse to let go. And sadness. A deep deep sadness that rooted in too many broken promises. To be brutally honest: life is a bitch. There are so many evils out there, so many bad intentions, and too many self-centered and holier-than-thou pricks. I tried the mantra: that everything is going to be okay. That I should have happy thoughts. That this is just a phase. That I just need a nice dinner, or a new pair of shoes or bags, and a movie to feel better. That people don’t really know what they are doing, so I should not take things seriously. That I should forget and forgive. That anger will only eat me alive. That I should let go. That everything is going to be okay. But guess what. It’s not working. By now, I understand how tiring it is to always think positive. How hard it is to find silver lining. How impossible it is to fix the world we live in. That even my loved ones took me for granted. That even those people i admire and...