Time is always my best fellow, and also the worst foe.

I doubt many times about my feeling, sometimes I felt like dying when someone threat me in unpleasant ways. When I used to that feeling, then felt nothing with that persons. I also do the same with them.

Did I do wrong?

Doubting myself, am I the dead fish that can only follow the tide?
Ain't I hate that much enough to cannot let that happen with me?

I feel that it's more easier for me to feel nothing with someone more than try to hate them.

I think that is that is my weak point.

I still remember that sentence that resound in my head;
“If you feel like dying, why ain't you try fight to the end and dying like the proud one.
Ain't it better than die like a loser?
Ain't it worth living till dead to fight on what you believed?”

Thank for that words, it's still on my conscious all the time;
If I had time enough to regret on what I should regret;
Why ain't I use that time to fight on?

May the time by my side this time, and wish that I must not screw it up.

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