that was weird somehow.
it felt like i was talking to myself.
the whole time.
i don't know why. but i just babbled on.
it's funny how he wants to talk, but he is restricting himself.
so i continued talking, hoping it wouldnt be awkward.
well. it wasn't awkward.
it was just rather quiet.
i know he has so much to say, but he just didn't know who to say it.
=(

and i have my reasons to why i am in such a mind.
because i see the benefit in everything else with my absence
and it has made me want to help people even more
but as i said, i have my limits
at one point, i just felt so tired of helping people, that i decided that i want to reach out to those like animals and children where they are exploited and are unable to have their own stand.
they mean so much more to me, because they are never bothered.
people are so absorbed into themselves that they chose to keep that thought as they are the superior ones over those who can't speak up for themselves.
for i know, it is difficult to change a human, thus i don't see why should we help them when they themselves aren't willing to help themselves.
yes. i have learnt to be selfish.
what i have seen throughout my 18 years alive, has given me that mindset.

everybody have their own perspective in lives,
for those who have succeeded to climb out of the dark, into the sunlight,
they will share their thoughts and experiences as well as conclusions.
for those who have seen the downside of life and have a positive thought out of it,
they will tell the world what it really is on the otherside.
everybody seems to be fighting, saying that their theory is right
everybody is protecting their own pride in what they have found
everybody wants to be right.

i... have to stop and listen.