Life is a Hyperbole

I'm probably a complaining, over thinking little bitch who gets frustrated over the little things (depends). I do think life is unfair and I always get the idea that my life stops right there. What I mean there is that I set aside life with the goals I intend to achieve. Sometimes that goals turn their back on me or it's my fault I'm not pursuing them. I exaggerate my mind that the future will hold good things. It's false.

There are twists and turns in everyone's life, but right now, I feel this year doesn't feel different like last year. Conflicts keep arising. Twists rule me out of the equation. Is this really adulthood or is it just me slacking off on things? I think I keep things in order, in check, but it's not that simple. I hope for the best outcome possible, so of course I have to reach those conclusions. That's why I asked my BIG QUESTION. I'll summarize it for you, when is life ever simple? Think about it and ask yourself it. It curses me somehow, but is it a true fact? Does it apply to others? What constitutes a simple life and a complex one? These questions build up my BIG QUESTION.

There are things that are ironical in what I set for myself. There are also things that I don't even know could be paradoxes. I know the very thing I can do now is continue my masterpiece in the right direction. I feel ashamed telling my true (mini frustration) story here, but the time will come and you might think that it's not the end of the world when you hear it initially. Just think of the possibilities because we all set high standards for ourselves. It's a good thing and that's what we call goals. Setting our standards out low for once actually gets me and probably many others hooked. Those are the reasons why we keep going. We do the everyday stuff, the low standards. They make the biggest differences in our lives.

DO WHAT YOU DO TODAY AND DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE YOU IN THE FUTURE.