Lately I've been gloomy. PESSIMIST; that's who I am right now. Started from a very simple, yet crucial thing that I can't explain. Please, let me whine for a while here, though it will take huge amount of words to explain it.
ENVY and JEALOUSY
I envy others who do not need more effort to achieve something. They are effortlessly brilliant, or just lucky?
I'm jealous with the 'perfects', born with beauty, raised with wealth, and live with both such great communication skills and marked A on college.
Do people like them really exist? Well, do not need to google or find them in TVs or Broadway, they are everywhere in this world. They can be your friends, sisters, brothers, or just a perfect stranger to you.
