As I write, my own view and my own feeling. I have said in word, in action and thru my smile, I guess it seems to flow from it. All the active part of my life is occurred in a sort happiness. I used to feel they were arbitrary acts which in some way out of control. But now, with a feeling of waste and regret for opportunities missed, I begin to question this. I doubt wether any action, above a certain level, is ever wholly dishonest? I question now whether the personality is manufactured by the vision of others? The personality hangs together. It is one and indivisible. You saw in me a kind human being. And you are right. You saw what was there but the truth is I will not always be as perfect as you think I am. I am just as simple as you see even sumtimes life push me too hard, people taking advantage on me and killing me within. I am no different from others who's been pissed-off by others, today you 'kill' me...tomorrow I will 'live'
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