I wonder if it is all about what we have to do instead of what we want to do.People around me are trying to survive but not many of them are happy.And then there is me. I have no idea what I want to do with my life but I do know what I should do. I should study, have a career, be independent etc.But what if this is not what I want? Why do we all have to do the same things?I want to be happy but I...

She looks at herself in the mirror and is frustrated by what she sees. Even though she fights against the idea that she has to be 90, 60, 90 to be beautiful, she desires this to feel beautiful. She looks around her, at all the skinny girls who have just the right sizes and how pretty they are. What will it take for her to finally feel comfortable with herself? She exercises, eats properly, drinks...

All that was known is now in the past, it will never come back. I can only look back nostalgically, wondering why I did not live some moments more passionately but I smile at the thought that some moments are gone forever.Here, now, I see a world filled with strange and unknown objects, people,places, feelings, experiences. All of it waiting patiently as a famished carnivore who hides looking at...